by R/L Monroe
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oh love you would be mine
if I could only plant a flag in you
if I could drill a number in your underside
I’d gladly part in faith you could not stray.
let me change you darling
let my band upon your finger like a
brand upon you linger, let them know you
only by my name or else disdain you.
love, do not forget me
forget me not, oh please recall my touch
my voice, you leave me incorporeal
haunting, haunted, hungry, darling,
less than a reflection of the hour we were whole.
devour me again, I am to blame,
so name me, oh beloved,
we both know this game
and I am nothing, nothing
on my own.
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