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i want to be alone with you
locked up, with broken knobs and boarded windows
a prisoner with you, just two of us
like twins in wombs
soaked in each other's palpable existance
our hands to've woven and our breasts
cold and abandoned
finding each others warmth and breath
one breath between us both, my darling
i'd watch you grow and sink
the fluid thickness of our crashing
i want to be alone, just us
us two - alone in death and passion