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Part II: Un exode s'est produit au​-​dessus de Dixieland la nuit derni​è​re

from The Dancers Reward by Isabella James

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Your promise is richer than anything,
Like a reel of film soaked in red wine,
Crema coffee camera obscura,
That can capture the sun.

Like the lines of his penetralia,
Shades on a celestial,
Congo or coral pink,
The light on my tongue.

Can envy crush loneliness?
I think it might if I let it,
Let his garderobes wrap me,
In albutiary everything.

Laisse-moi etre la plus petite chose,
Smaller than the gaps between your teeth,
Souhaitez-vous encore me tenir?
Pissant of his dew.

I'm afraid of change,
I'm afraid of change,
I'm afraid change,
Im afraid of change.

Can envy crush loneliness?
I think it might if I let it,
Let his garderobes wrap me,
In albutiary everything.

There is a dead sea in these sheets,
Like every blanket is a wave carrying me to shore,
An epic rivaled by your arms before,
Me rising like the sun over the beach.

And till the last goodnight,
To proceed the last sunrise of your smile,
I will adore you,
Vincent.

I saw a decomposing bear,
He's lost his eyes,
And Moses being picked apart by crows.

Afraid of the sun and the setting,
Torridness keeping her,
Eyes awake in visceral,
Misery.

I saw a decomposing bear,
He's lost his eyes,
And moses being picked apart by crows.

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from The Dancers Reward, released March 5, 2024

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