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Beau



lonely child
poor innocent flesh
come invest yourself
in my thunder

taste my blood,
lips, hair, and fingertips
memorize my taste and smell and touch
as you memorize my power over you

i beg you, worry
channel your heart beat to keep time
with your fear
i love you. you're mine. all mine.

i am your lightning, life, and only hope
each kiss
is defibrillation
the electric shock that makes you worth your blood
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