I am dying

in my lover’s arms

tonight. Burn the ashes

of defeat in the tired lids of

my heavy eyes.

I am dying

of pains inflicted

by nature and the future,

by cares and mattering a

little too much.

I am dying

of nothing and

everything, of aches with

unknown sources, of thinking

too much and dreaming too little.

I am dying

of unattained desires,

unrestrained wishes, and all

that can kill this mortal body,





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