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Surrender

 

 

nearly crushed with longing

as if the sky was lead

the twist of something silver

leaving her

a thief in water

 

 

she enters a room like sunshine

betrayed, betraying

as a lover

breathes in breathes out

then or anymore

 

 

with graceful smile

she extends to coil secrets

round fingers

tracing letters on her back

 

 

breathes in breathes out

surrenders

 

 

 

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