Don't let these strings loose
To be unfolded at our feet,
For they wrap like snakes, in coils
To tie you against me.
Love holds shed skin
Like shed tears,
We are two serpents against the other,
Just the liar upon the liar,
With the truth we call the truth.
We have merely shed a different appearance,
So alien, yet so familiar
To the world, around.
Our lips have locked like knotted stems of daffodils,
Together in our spring.
We are like in the image
Of disgrace,
Upon our face
In the heat of all things traced
Of this lasting moment.
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