A tender voice
that concealed
my sadness
kiss me
kiss me
kiss me
lie on me
lie on me
lie on me
Thy tender voice
that concealed
a ring
you can bend laws
you can bend hearts
you can rust my soul
you can play with lovers in the park
I see you
your tongue
brushes
in leaves
in hotel-rooms
in phones
in chatrooms
I drop coffee
you scream
a minute revenge
for your abysmal self
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