VIII.
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SHY ONE, BEAUTIFUL ONE
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Shy one, beautiful one,
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you haunt me as I move through the days,
as I stagger beneath the clouds of losing you.
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You tied me to you with strong cords of desire,
and then the ropes were cut, and I was set
drifting.
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You are the lost perfect flower, the poem
that will always and ever elude me.
And I remember how you shattered the silence.
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In your deep eyes
I found the reponse I had always wanted,
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the gaze I had longed for,
the fiery gaze, the mirrored gaze.
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You breasts in my hands
were warm immaculate moons.
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And I remember how you shattered the silence.
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You took my solitude and fed it to the dogs,
forced me to surrender up the white flag of
loneliness.
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With your body you pressed me down deep
inside myself, with your kisses you lifted me up.
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You exploded joy and pleasure inside of me
until they were a fire I could not contain.
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And I remember how we shattered the thin silence.
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