In Piercing Lakes Drown Me

In piercing lakes drown me
As you look into my soul
And judge me good.

In brown silk wrap me,
Which, with flowery aroma,
Shrouds us as we connect.

In seraph’s music serenade me,
As soft skin slides across each
Other, licking foreign lips for more.

In my arms, enfold, while
We speak of days past
Days present
Days to come.

For you have drowned me,
And in those frozen lakes
I am reborn.

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