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I want to see your eyelashes
Tremble,
like raindrops on leaves.
I want to see your skin
Flush
as if you were in pain.
I want to trace the fabric of your being,
Mark
this time into your skin.

I want you to be around before the sun rises and stretches its golden fingers across the floor.
When there is no one around to remind me of who I should be, so it’s easier to remember who I am.
I want you to kiss me
Hard
and make Death, standing in the doorway,
Jealous
of how long he must wait to
Claim us.