i relish a slip-slide in your facelessness a slick-snide in your paleness sneering at the sheerness of my trembling breast (unknowing your voice white & sturdy bares the colors in your chest)
& you're steadier than (can be) mine; you've a tremulous animal heaving in your thighs who awakens and alights at the world's every feeblest stirring
in me it is/has unleashed unbearable muteness rivaled only by the closeness of your eyes, which need no voice to command my restlessness and no hands to (with a loose tether) my sincerity harness
everything feral is caged by your certainty, and everything wildly uncertain will always quiver --
nothing, not even your breathing chest, has ever so firmly trembled.
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⦠what do you think the theme is?
â¦overall interpretations?
to scryiing & shakespearesqe, my intelligent darlings