With my great peering eye
I see you
Your beautiful face
I wish to wisp
My hands through
Your ethereal and gaseous existence
Bright life
I feel as old as you
I understand my wish
To move as slow as you do
Such a fragile coalescence
No
Such a fragile dance
So content and humble and undesirous
Wafting through time
BUT I AM DESIROUS!
God I want you
So unfathomable it is though
I admit my obsession
An obsession for obliteration
Kind of like flapping my wings through ether.
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