The Shortest Talk

In the Summers heat
You dressed in black for me.
Your unwashed hair
Let me know you cared.
Your sweat:
Poisoned me!
Enchanted me.
The shortest talk
I can firmly recall
Started at your Lips,toiling over our truth...
I owe
Everything to you.
Your tongue:
Murderer of
Thinking ive known enough.
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Heavy Handed beauty
bury me!
Still a  train ride away
from all that couldve been.
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you came a bit close
silver as the blade
dug into that night
digging still today...
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Heavy Handed beauty
bury me!
Still a train ride away
from all that couldve been.
Paint in the night
pictures hard to see
pain is just the glow
left of our love scene.