all proud and sinful and seductive,
all graceless and broken and wrecked.
silhouettes and shadows spill around us,
like great, sooty wings.
your howls are in my throat,
and my heart is on your sleeve,
and if you squint hard enough,
headlights can be stars, reflected
in kaleidoscope eyes.
and cigarette smoke could be moonbeams,
like smoky gabriels to send (m)(y)our
damning thoughts to heaven,
charcoal voice keeping this spit-slicked fire
burning through the night.
and if i kiss you, like i could taste
your soul, feel it dancing on my
tongue, don't judge me.
because you are lucifer beneath my hands,
all spineless, and wrecked and wrecked.
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