A sweet embrace
Of lips touching
A token of appreciation
endless in history
A passionate outcry
Against dwelling darkness
Pure instinct
It flows throughout
Forces bodies to move together
A bridge to a new life
New emotions
But the bridges are burned
As new ones build
Such a pleasant gesture
Has faded in meaning
Forceful outbursts
Of the sad and lonely
Of mad and lacking
How sweet of I
To believe
In childlike wonder
That something so graceful
So sweet
May be twisted
Towards a dark future
Where only the inevitable awaits
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