When you first appeared like the wing beats of an unseen bird, I wavered. On the balustrade above the sea, your lips consumed me as you cast off my dress, as I lay beneath your precious love, as the lindens swayed that burning night. Everything on fire! Your hands white with salt spilled over me…
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