My will to live

Was seamless as the streams,

A tribute to the tributaries

That linked our dreams,

But that was before

I was introduced

To the changeling

In your skin.

Removing the risks

Has never been enough for you.

You blundered that chance at redemption

When I asked you to

Show me more peace of mind.

We visited the vistas

Of suffering silver and gold,

The contours of this dirty air

Laced with unlimited stardust.

Creative evergy can dry up

In an instant,

Same as the tears in your eyes.

It’s always been pass/fail.

There is no restorative therapy

For the compression

Of our two hearts

Into one,

But that swollen circulation

Was the best surprise.

Relieve me –

Impoverish me –

Inhabit the crystal springs

As only you can

And only ever

At your convenience.

Course through my networks

Of neurons and veins,

Stabalize and set ablaze

The blind spots in my skies.

This is the permalink bond

We make

As travalers through the virtual,

Virtuous viral bleedthrough.

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