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Our bodies linear, 
limbless and righteous, 
amongst the thorns of infantile black locusts 
Your eyes, 
of mesonoxian dew,
fix, 
as vacant moons
Bloodlet, 
atop the sunset 
Graves of lilacs, 
hatchet dismemberment
Our earthen anguine forms, 
my head upon yours

I still.

The future, 
withers before me
dead on the boughs and vines, 
the fruits of Gods, 
in glutinous rot
We never did sip, 
and I shall never succumb
There is no sate to this thirst
I will hunger and lust, 
always, 
after thee
The exquisite sin, 
of leaf litter, 
hollows, 
and bark,
A beast's den of carnal delights, 
homed within a brutally trespassed rock
Memories to savor, 
bitters and sweat, 
umami-bodied,
how we ripped into each's flesh, 
and scored either's bones
Our cold blood, 
Our venomous love
Our thrive and will, 
shedding, 
undressing, 
every memory of seasonal dormancy 
and self-renewal

I will not leave your side.

I will swallow you whole, 
make mobile my heart, 
chimera our souls
I will keep you, 
memento mori
I will bite, 
I will writhe, 
I will keep wild 
My eternal vow,
never to pale, 
never to shallow 
lest all we've been, 
all we'd ever be, 
shall cease to exist,
herewith,
and further still
We are of matter, 
We are of myth,
Our spiritual fray
My Love, 
Our immortality

Come to me.

Mounted, 
upon the back of Death, 
ride forth, 
bring with you a seed, 
malformed and of consecrated earth
Clasp it within your lips, 
impale it upon your fangs,
then plant it upon my tongue, 
with our final earthly kiss
I'll conceive an afterworld
where we'll confound the very blood of Life, 
each and every terror of man
eclipsing, 
constricting, 
commingling
Our unholy, anomalous forms
My love, 
My will, 
My fight, 
is entirely
Yours