Somewhere inside this empty desk
there's breath, where meddle meets death
and wild wind, that hungry scratch, will catch
Couple A's blight passion coyly exposed. so Couple A will smile,
knowing
what Couple A knows
Individual 1 is satisfied / Individual 1 cannot not sleep the day
but, Individual 2? / so determined to mine a final rhyme
so tired, so in love
so in love, so required
such requite, such warm fire
burning each to each, tracks lost on love's lost beach.
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