could not be, my love

your name could not be the most intricate verse

for I’ve heard myself call it out a dozen times over

as I turn in my sleep, extending fragments of dreams

your face could not be the most beautiful vision

for it is your smile in everything that breathes, lives

in all light my eyes can filter, your image does blind

your eyes could not fix the most piercing stare

Medusa’s wrought stone, yours ignites my heart

cleaves through flesh, bone; exhausts all that I am

your touch couldn’t be the most electrifying blow

thus courses through my veins, though discretely now

my body numbs slowly, randomly per square inch

your crush could not be the most poisonous drug

I drink you over and still I breathe, dreaming I’d rather

death ravage my soul, than you not course in my veins

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