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Too Many Fish

Tags: love, dark, erotic

Now that you haunt me in my sleep
with the ending just a breath away  
as embers of lust turn to frost
leaving only your boney fingers

I would have told you I love you
if we hadn't been saying goodbye
as your memories fade to cold
with too many fish to fry   

And even though you are gone
there's a ghost lurking in my mind
making sense of a heart gone wrong
as I take a fading last gasp

But you were to wonderful to touch
as your lips turned to pale
and I at sea in my mind adrift
leaving only your boney fingers




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