In the cove of the seahouse he burnt his cradle down.
He watched it breathe and cough.
In a bed of ghosts and dead skin
We kill the clock and kiss.
I touch you and open you
And deep in your darkest wounds I place my loneliness.
All asleep and blessed and prayed
My own head awash with waves
Everything is set in place.
I watch for you and the light in your room.
The ground is warm after the storm.
I sleep in your shirt and smile in dreams
I'm deeper than I've ever been.
I am spellbound, I have been charmed
Right where I stand.
My soul is an old coat ablaze with love.
Lover, I call to you.

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