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Perception

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When whispered breaths

are laid to rest,

and a gentle narcotic warm

lulls me,

I will lay my back

against hardened earth

and strip away the facade,

this mask,

my ingratiating shroud of beautiful,

so as to bathe

in the compassion of the moon,

pale and unabashed.

Only then

will the deepest depths of me

avow the ghost.

Only then will this be called love,

and only then will my lull be

not for me, not for you,

but for the sake of love itself.

And every day,

I will lay for you, bare

in the only place

where affection shadows perception.

And every day,

you will fall in love

with someone new.

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Written by tams_back_yay
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