mortality cartographer (beeooll) wrote,
mortality cartographer
beeooll

lips fastened on our star
tastes appear through squinting eyes
the bitter delight corrupts a reminder of one
light rupturing darkness
inclines urgency for containment
by each that never ask
living to die beautifully so
kissing the sun into our last breath
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