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for once I am something but glass when you touch me. a light on a dark day, as they say, a dream come true, and at the same time a tunnel with no air, a feeling so deep you feel its claws in your belly, I love you, my lover. you make me ache, slammed against a wall, your hands tugging my hair, and you won't let me go, but I can't be let go now. a belonging to something that is not yourself, a chain link, a lock and key, prison handcuffs, your teeth on my neck. an attachment to that which is foreign, an object, a body, lips, a tongue, breath, and inside it a mind, eyes that see, eyes that see me, devour me, eyes that see something which I am not. I want you to hold me in your mouth and let me out when you sing. I want to shine light on you always, even in your dreams, a light that warms you. to hold, to be held, not chained, a soft grasp, a question mark, a semicolon, an ellipsis, you? and I? to exist with you in a warm bath, a waterfall flowing, not the end of something, nor the beginning, not a statement, not a command, a letter that has no reply. I want you to hold me like this, still like snowflakes as they land. still, impermanent. I find myself within you, a mirror, silver in your moonlight.

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