I have someplace to be...
But nowhere to go.Purging this body.
The only one I know.
Maybe tomorrow,
the suicidal vampires will find
that blind spot of mine....
just not today.
(Probably never.)
She comes to me in spirit,
As I worship her.
She is tender and warm to the flesh.
So I can feel like a man.
I won't purge her body,
that tempest sin.
I love her spirit,
not so much the sin.
Marco Almeida 2025
The Peg
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