Sightings of the other
Walking along a haunted river
You hid in plain sight
Learned my language
Even when the rest sneered at you in spite
I hold your disfigured hand
They sigh
She must be just as fucked inside
Your lips are charcoal
Cracked
Smokey
And taste unholy
A pendant surrounds my neck
Promising me to a sacred man
A celibate delicacy
A flower symbolic of diplomacy
But internally
Im permanently
Marked
With your divine Cautery
We make love in a death bed
You laugh
We thrive in Shelley and Percy etiquette
In the moonlight we wander
Those in the daylight wonder
But we are
Something
Like no other***
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