(too soon) my new hot love, truer and vast

[stillmotion]

My head is strafed with thoughts of her; my heart is a weapon. She is a reverberating bell; she is the only one in any crowded room. If only my eyes were cameras to record her movements, her eyes; if I could see her eyes now, now, and then, and ever. She would grab me by the throat and push me against things. She is smoke and I glass, she is in and

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[sacredforest]

you are so beautiful