The mark will live on through these bodies, we're already disappearing into one another, it enters quietly and in that deep silence you're like a nocturnal flower blooming unseen, its wet shivery petals exposed in the moonlight as proof that all beautiful things eventually part. I couldn't see the brilliance in your eyes yet. I don't know what flows from you then, all I can taste is that
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