A Dangerous Game.

Staying in my paper tent
Contemplating my end,
After I set foot in this
Dark abyss.

A chill or two
Throughout my cage,
Butterflies fly
And I writhe in rage.

Her lips
Got my face in a lunar eclipse.

Dreams of living in a polaroid
All these nights to exploit,
Times running
Sweet loving
You’re all that I need.
Because when it’s you and me
Time ceases to be.

Eternal internal bliss
Dreamlike smile,
No one could resist.

It’s a dangerous game
I am ready to take a leap
There will be no tears
A possible eternal sleep.

A self-deluding masterpiece
You’re the missing piece
The key to extreme peace.

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