undone

I suck your sour
nipple-berries
and deliquesce --
you sip flesh juice
the fibrous night
of your body
unweaves itself

Electric night of eyes
black tourmalines
ignite me slash me
with fluttering
feather-lashes
i delve in a nest
of columbines

and i spin
down
the funnel of your eye
sloe-drunk
-- night --
blood stains
when i surface

Two flowers floating on black thorns:
red drops
of rain --
my heart hilts
on your breast
we coalesce

Undone

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