Lilted from Butane Daydream by PARIDOLIA

the silent movie
captured me
her quiet body
encircled me
the skin deep beauty
baffled me
and i could see
what i wanted to be
but i wanted to be
what you wanted from me but

the silent movie
captured me
her lotus lowly
longing
but only holy
laughter breeds
and i could see
what i wanted to be
and i wanted to be
what you wanted from me but
love is not free

the silent movie
captured me
her tiled eyelids
opening slowly
i found myself holy
and i want you only
but lila said hold me
hold me, hold me
hold me, hold me

she told me of imprints
of polaroid violence
now i want him lifeless
like sunday school silence
but something is dying
and she won't stop crying
so hold her
hold her, hold her
hold her

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