access

i want access to your mouth... 
i want to catch and hold for time... 
the first thing that issues forth from that holy hole... 
i am like you... i am you... 
i will make myself into a door for you to walk through... 
the key is your throat, o my speechless one... 
i am the well water surface... each thought rising...
bubbling... breaking...
the smooth reflection of your open mouth... 
i will make myself into a pleasant evening... stretching deep into night... 
eternity is with us always... 
how you've yearned for me... 
how i've waited for you to notice that... 
i have always surrounded you... 
i have always surrounded you... 
eternity is with us always... 
i will make myself into a lantern 
whereby i may see us both clothed in golden inseparable glory... 
i am like you... i am you...
i want access to your mouth...
now
my face bends to yours to suck the stink of loneliness off your tongue... 
i will make myself into a bottle... take me in your hands... and drink... 
eternity is with us always...
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