The city is peopled
with spirits, not ghosts, O my love:
Though they crowded between
and usurped the kiss of my mouth
their breath was your gift,
their beauty, your life.
- Why are you looking at me that way?
- Because there is nothing оn this earth that’s better than you.
To touch my tongue I know someone who could serve me love But it wouldn’t fill me up
Do not condemn me to the torture of loving you, losing you, and having life yet left to live.
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