Waterstill under
Gurgling breeze;
Turtles
Splayed in the sun
Fucking under its
Rays. White
Doves dance
Overhead.
Pondscum dreams of
One day growing
Grass. Grass
Dreams of growing
Trees;
I dream
Of you.
You: darkest of
Alabaster angels
Lover of Nothing,
Savior of hearts.
Angel of poisoned passion, my love
Breezes across
Pond scum
Whom
One day
Dreams of
Grass.
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