and the following lines...

the door and window too far
the oven is not on, the phone does not ring
i have no excuse to leave
his question
a white gloved finger dragging across my chest
finding that dust has settled on this love
and i am not good as i thought i would be at housekeeping silk plants
our cornered canards neither grow, nor die nor change with time
just sit and mock our shadows as we continue to pass the threshold
thusly, i've discovered that laughter is too overwhelming for this empty loft of ours

welcome... Peace~

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l'amour est la médecine fidèle d'un dieu.

i think i feel my skin going scaled.
can i come up for air? ©amel larrieux