Dangling hearts, threaded by an everlasting string,
Sway with the beat of her breath.
Supple movements allude to the persuasion of grace and death,
As her coarse desire dismisses his rhythm’s illusionary cling.
My string of time is worn, her breaths evanesce, and yet my heart continues dangling.
Scissors of respite rupture the intertwined
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