you speak to my heart
so i'll speak to yours
i'll gouge it out and feast on it
spitting breath and words on it
i grab it, hold it tight because
your heart warms mine
as it passes right on by
you couldn't look straight at it
i suspect that means you lie
to me
to you
that's all i feel i have to do
to fill you up from head to toe
now round and round and round you go
shaking blood and stirring soul
and then, together we'll be whole
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