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Were you embarrassed that you revealed your truth?
The fire was burning in your loins.
You spoke with molten tongue,
like a man possessed,
one who had been freed of his inhibitions — fly boy.
And, the flames ravaged your body — having descended and succumbed to primordial desires: you let your imagination soar — you — naked as the devil, dressed — as an angel.
You let yourself go and the wild waters flowed.
For once in your life, I believed you spoke your truth -
screaming through the night: a headlight blare in the dark.
You spoke about sucking the cum from each other’s mouth,
about falling from dark skies with no wings,
You, experiencing the ride of our life, composing dreams in flight,
taking each other high — from being inside.
You spoke of a divine rhythm and eulogised about the intoxicating power of a man loving a man.
Lost in each other thoughts, you came from reading my words.
You spoke about being lost, about finding salvation on the cross.
Your burden released, you reeled and spilled.
