i cut my lip while
kissing your lazuli eyes
under a blood moon
last night, at least
a decade ago
it seems today
bone pale, you laughed
as you tossed your
ebon hair away
cast it to the stars to
wash my cut away
i only wished
i had listened harder
before i grew stone
in sternum and
memorized the how
of that song on the
breeze that night
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