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Petite Mort
She moaned and opened her eyes,
‘How can you sleep?’
‘Someone is watching us’,
‘It is a jealous witch’,
‘Don’t pay attention,
Love’,
She approached
a window,
To close a curtain,
It hallucinated us,
‘Don’t close,
I want to see you’,
Someone was watching her,
Do you know the
little death happens,
Each time I look at you’,
He put his arms around her,
Slowly kissing the sin,
She closed her eyes,
‘Soon everything will be over,
In a second I will be back,
Or I’ll stay forever in him’,
Light explosion blinded her eyes,
They got addicted to him and his darkness,
Her husband entered the realm,
Invading the makings of her messy excitement,
‘Do you know what time it is?
It’s three in the morning, writer’,
‘You won’t believe what is going on,
It’s 3
a .m. love I am
writing,
For the first time I saw an angel,
Like a rodent I stared at him,
I heard the whisper of beautiful rattles,
I was hypnotized by the shine of his eyes,
I felt the touch of his scales,
I still remember his screams,
A rattlesnake was an angel.
He softly slithered,
Before it was light,
He wasn’t gone,
He vanished,
Into the shrine of a dangerous dragon,
Everything is almost over,
Lend me a moment,
One second of my life’,
‘Are you serious that it’s love?
I am entitled to see,
Who you love, why and how,
I’m entitled to know,
When it took place’,
‘You think that love is funny,
I know you,
You will laugh,
That’s why you are not’,
‘I am intrigued by ‘he started to kiss’,
By all versions of your perversions,
Your notebook says,
Like sugar she melted in his caress’,
‘It isn’t true,
You’ve made it up,
It’s not telepathy between underpants,
A making out baby,
It makes no sense when it is said,
Only when it goes on,
Love may be a gun,
Love may be bite-size,
Love is the biggest maybe’,
‘I started embracing darkness,
The night outlined all its saints,
A hissing match woke me up,
Resurrecting me from the dead ‘.
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