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he looks at her with his pools of satin blue filled to the brim with carnal desolation / an old prophet wanting to dive into her religion and read her like a sacred prayer every night / a saturn sunrise dripping golden ichor from his lungs into the saintly centerfold of her being / he stares at her, not like a man in love / but a lovesick lion that has been starved for his whole life / and when he traces her skin of vanilla velour, he finally understands that there are two types of hunger in this world.
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