Dress me in your breathing

 

You radiant star
longing fills your explosive volcano
ready to take the place of enclosed rumble
everything collapses into sparks and soft convulsions
your soul turns somersaults before all what is pounding
discard what refuse and shrinks your costume
the heat allows your throat to find its voice
behind those rusty pipes.

Blueberry

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