After kissing you, I awaken
like a mirage you evaporated
though I held you fast.
These dreams are always nearer
and more urgent than you would allow,
stolen perfection.
Tightly clenched fist balled up
a treasure chest of secrets
silent and safe.
I speak aloud in the cold, dark room
where you are missing,
hot tears ruining my joy.
Clearly and loudly I yell:
I have always loved you!
I do, I do, I do.
I try to halt the cascade
but my tongue is confessing
at your shrine.
The night's absolution
is the unrepentant love
I gave to you.
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