A Perfect Juxtaposition
I thoroughly hate loving you.
Your heart is a perfectly-carved stone;Set deep into your chest, soft as granite.I grip you gently with angels’ claws;Icy breath scorching your warm, shivering skin.Your hard topaz eyes shimmer liquidly;Evaporating my soul with their numbing heat.Together we fall upwards, drowning in the very air that whistles past our entwined, separate bodies.
Your moist lips deliver a dry kiss upon mine;I can live neither with nor without you, my sweet oxymoron.You and I;
A perfect juxtaposition.
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