Taste my lips-frost bitten and split from long cold nights
Endless dreaming-and forbidden tastes
From the moment i saw you-
Some kind of [thought]-[flash]-familiarity
I’ve never before awakened to such trembling
Jarring temptations-vicious craving
Insatiable hunger striking my insides with contortion
Last night I dreamt-with a gracious demeanor-
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