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[morphingjewel]

I'm in love with someone who no longer kisses with their eyes closed
and someone is in love with me
i want to kiss her with my eyes closed
but i wonder if i do
i've spent hours kissing his face with my eyes closed
in my dreams
but in the flesh
those are the ones that hurt me
the stolen kisses
while he is quiet
when sleep has taken him
the invisible ones that cover his face
as we talk of politics and religion
the violent ones that fly from my heart
begging him to be deeper inside me
days and nights spent learning he wants me
knowing i want him
free exchange of ownership and desire
all illusion
transparent concrete reflecting my own heart
naive and blind
i drench my soul with my eyes closed