Ending the night
I will end your night if you happen to forget about the way I look at dusk
I will twist your fingers the way your tongue twisted inside of me
The open wall that you touch with the tip of your tongue
I won't wait for long
I will cut your throat open in the same place that I've kissed it
with my fervent lips
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