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I hate to stare into your eyes
And swim in an orbit unproven
Where our tears constitute oceans
Whose sharks are teethless
And just as exotic as this image is
I hate to see your mind
And drown in the Creator's intricacy
Whose brilliance is seamless...
I lie about lying because I hate my honesty
Which reveals itself as a mermaid
With a body covered as a pearl
In the early night during a monsoon
Who keeps singing an illustrious song
So lustrous it blinds
The faith off of a priest
And just as truthful this image is
It is senseless not to be sinful with you...
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Germaine Mooney
dark romance writer, poet, relationship councillor and sci-fantasy geek. Geek culture reviewer.
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