Fillers
She saw the flaccid canyon
in my eyes,
the infertile valley
where ghosts of my heartbeats
echoed through the emptiness.
One kiss from her lips
melted like butter
slowly oozing below
that chasm of death.
A pool formed
within the darkness
from the oil of her love
and for once
I felt whole.
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