a ship lost in unruly waters
this love is cruel as steel
we both taste of metal.
i broke no bones in this body
when our rope snapped, taut
yet the quake of bitter reason
shocked both you and i to truth.
we cannot survive as one
nor as one outside the other
this love is a charging bull
the scarlet flare of sorrow.
bending on two pairs of knees
even the sky smells of earth
this love is wretched, numbing
without it we would not feel at all.
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