Transient

Morrocan firebird
long tail trailing
curly hair held
tight in my Fists
arms and legs wrapped
round like vine leaves
my Knuckles knead
your doughy skin
our eyes Lock and
i see Love : Death

Time doesn’t exist
when i am with you
but death does,
a grinning skull.

Love is transient

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