The Wall

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The sunlight, dances
On your cheek
You think, I am
Psychoanalysing you
What I cannot speak
Silent must remain
The tremor of
Time warping
Fractures reality
Or is it
Fantasy?
Did once
I know you?
Did once, we
Dance with
Swords?
Cold kiss
Of metal, penetrating
What desire
Could not do
Your fierceness
Unabated, grown
More subtle
Over years
Now you
Penetrate
With words
These walls
Of mine
We waltz
With glances
Heated with
Desire, and
Laugh to cover
Our lust
Where once
Your sword
Slit me
Now words
Undo me
The sunlight dances
On your cheek
While I retreat
Behind this wall
Of mine
What I want to say

Silent must remain.

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