the steps of a far-away church,
I feel my stomach in a lurch,
Your eyes leveled my nerve
Your back nestled in my chest
My hand resting over a curve
My soul at peace, at rest

Breaths are shallow and stares are deep
Coldness slowly begins to seep
Eyelids glowing to open and close
As I look from your head, down your nose
We start to be tempted by the night to sleep
It's at that time that we start to dose

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