Walking on the surface of the sun singes sin off bare feet, harried lust
For life past the milestone of relations and dust and gun blasts
On the mountaintop where the music of joy ends at the fall of light
Relit at dawn when silence is king dethroned at the first sound of sighs
Moaning for an absent lover whose wickedness knows no bounds
Beyond seas he must know each detail as if betrayal wasn’t enough
To shame the hidden touch of silk on denim
Walk fast past stares and desires whispering sweat an afterthought
Of tomorrow’s promise of rendezvous under rain and spit on dried lips
I-love-yous shooting sparks on excited electrons see you thank you
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