you've called my cards
and have spun me my favorite sin
and i've let you in
and you've cast your shadows and
i'm left in a haze
of wonderings, hollowing
fearful of your wants
of my wants, of "ours"...
what can i give
with the love beaten out of me?
how can i sing for a cage
to again swallow me?
but to live in your shadows
and the taste of your sweat
so my bluff's called again
in the buff of your skin...
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