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I look at you...at your beautiful face...
I look, and I am gripped by paralytic terror
For though I only met you this morning – 
And though I should know better, oh so much better,
Already I have fallen deeper, further, faster 
Than I ever believed I could fall...
Like a gape-mouthed fool I tripped over your lips 
And tumbled into the inky depths of your eyes 
And there I linger now, though you are already gone; 
I linger, drowning and flailing, in your memory – 
And in the reminiscence of our passion, 
Of the love you thrust into every fibre of my being 
I think of your divine body, your obsidian hair, 
I think of your Arabian skin the colour of almonds – 
And I die a little inside with the suffocation of my desire 
Because even though I know it’s impossible, 
That an angel like you could never clip his wings, 
Could never condescend to be my mortal lover – 
Yet still some stubborn part of me hopes and dreams 
And yearns with a power that leaves me sleepless, 
Sick, and suffused with a longing stronger than gravity 
I want you with me again so much I cannot breathe; 
Your absence leaves a gaping void between my ribs, 
Crushing the air from my lungs, clamping down on my heart 
I need you back with me baby, I need your skin to blanket mine, 
I need to hear your voice sibilant and seductive in my ear, 
But most of all I need to hold your head in my arms, 
To gaze down at your exquisite eyes, and drown myself again, 
Forever, in the deep dark pools of your soul…

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