Your form lingers on my teeth
Arms lazily stretched out,
A force
With an unapologetic skin
That sticks thick and opaque
You casually drop in as you please
And I scramble at your feet, tripping over the words I set in concrete not an hour before
You came in your chariot, dear Kalopsia
And I fell hard and I fell clean
As my eyes were a-blinded by the way you wrapped yourself around me
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