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Slow Burn

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Hope seems to flee with time
missing pages of life I linger
on a myth of love's forever
in faded ink of masks  

Masks of wizards and ghost
verses of a slow burn
forged in fires of lust
as I hold your photograph

Now weeping azure tears
from my eyes of all fears
escaping into a bottle
feeling your fingers near

With talons of nails
held in my limbo
with your scarlet lips
laying with me on the shoals

In faded ink of masks
yellowed with memories
with a scent of remembrance
of my mind on a string  

Into the night of my delirium
with scarlet webs, I sleep
as your petals glisten
verses of a slow burn

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