Refine my fiber
of ancient stone art.
And bring me back to
the start.
We once did trust our
affair
and now we soak in our
love
and fool all others
with a twist
amongst the ancient
lips.
Smothered
in our love it
seems
from and abyss of
dreams.
Don't forget
our little sweet lies
we told each other
in the night.
Smothered.
Smothered.
Smothered.
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