My Choicest Confusions.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Black magic
Entwined, Intertwined,
Draped into another,
Like I own you, Like you are mine.
I breathe and you live.
You sigh and I die.
Our bodies one, our souls inseparable,
So out of line, So out of mind.
And where I end, you begin.
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