torch // flame

aesthetic of his dream, —
I am

the epicenter of longings, —
our unconsciously love

each tremor, each shiver, —
sweet debauchery of our being

the moon, the sun, — we are, — 
a day, a night, — damnation

torch // flame, —
what a curse……

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