Scrape off my skin passionately
crumple it up, delicately destroy it,
Throw it carelessly on the floor
and pretend its last nights dress.
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Days come to rest, my moon eclipses you allow bindings to become loose I climb out from the ecstasy of infinity and thank you for the mind screw.... life's experiences are always mysterious. why is it so? no one can answer. but it is so. the intensity dies out and then we seek for the eternal and the neverending. tony
..and thank you for the mind screw. Perfect ending. I love this poem!