This life, all life,
seditious courage for lust
emerges from the abyss.
A passion, perhaps not just
The cravings of past.
Unsure future in sight.
I seized you closer
with all my might.
I beam of you
in my hushed existence.
Holding onto your love
in a dying persistence.
With kisses on my soul; and
an abstemious spirit drawn.
You made me worth
of being a mortal man.
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