the walls of this room
welcome undefeated, silence
clamoring for the anguish
of this desire, aching to be
marked and embraced,
opened and scarred and bled
christened by the fire of
your gaze, a white light,
a muted affinity that
erupts from blinded, colossal
irises, the color effervescent,
playing upon the deepened
cut of some more trembling
hands, shaken in flesh.
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