[Poetry] Untitled 2.0

[yukiko_neechan]

this art, it drives me
to possess that intensity
which only comes in the middle of making love
to a feeling that makes being alive worthwhile

the tears that come then
are elated
for my eyes have ceased seeing
ugliness for the first time

all those souls that i can touch
they scream for me
to save them
they scream, and my voice breaks

there's no feeling quite like this
all blue and white
like fire at its hottest
when the right chords are plucked at the core of me

the violins swell, and my pupils grow large
the emptiness wanes
with the moon and the tides
as my lips move of their own accord

to scatter into droplets of water
bless them all with pieces of me
would be heaven
reach for it, dears, die for it

i throw my arms out as the final note is breathed
and my knees are shaking
the lights are still flashing over me with the music
and i think... this isn't so bad...

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