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Last dance with the last Amira
On a pale July winter I danced with the last Princess In the middle of a sordid one room... So long after sunset and so far from dawn The smell of tomorrow burnt and tempting I warmed my frozen fingers between her thighs When life gave us more losses than victories Our veins pumping arrogant blood A drop in the ocean, a change in the weather I had the hope her & I would end up together I prayed we would grow grey together Like cannibals reciting shrewed poetry we danced to the rhythm of our conniving hearts Our shivering skins shedding off of our ripe skeletons I listened to her soft bones move like wet clay I loved her more than sharks love innocent blood Had her caged in the un-democracy of my frigid hands Her shivering skin whispering dirty talk to mine Her breath on my breath, taking the carbon from your lungs Her fingers like syringes sucking oxygen off of my hemoglobin We danced our sorrows to Ron Pope and Emelli Sande Sundays we cuddled all day stuck on alphas Taking steps back and looked at the bigger picture Bound by no allegiances before the cliques and fake friends We danced the pain to the curve There were no distances we couldnt measure No numbers louder than we could raise our voices But we danced in geometrical fractions Our feet uncaged from our ankle sockets Ignoring the checkerboards in the morality of our peers Like vampires running through mystical forests We danced to the echoes of our miserable days The anthems hummed by our oppressive government That conspired to make us choose, need or want My cataracts starred at her soul Her soul spoke six languages to my heart and We danced, with our faces like dominoes Entagled like flamingoes at birth Each moment became an equation of cosines Before we lost it all, we danced!!
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