Beside you I lie.
How much more inspiration could I suck out of your dry lips?
Epiphanies have expired like the withering leaves and the color on your prints.
Your burning sight has lost its former depthness like a dying eclipse.
I let out a sigh suppressing my silence
while my soul rips.
I pulverize every trace
of the first image
scrutinizing between your virtual fabric.
Unfading ideals it entails;
let my obsessions travel.
My insides want to tear me apart.
Negatives of the first impression:
The snow contrasts in the dawn
your orange curls
and in your green eyes imminent fixation
died after winters of bitter indifference.
How many photographs of you did I develop © in my dark chamber?
You are the deadest of all my natures.
And when I am alone in the darkness
I think of you, damned revelation.
In this last life you were the only light
that would have saved me if it enlightened me.
But because of your inevitable blindness
and lack of deep understanding,
I have to burn in the bonfire
of the Flames that do not provide heat.
Negatives of the first impression:
The sand contrasts gold
with your emerald hair
and in your amber eyes my torrents of passion
died in deserts of scarce joys.
Negatives from the first impression:
Your virtual latent smile
within a frame made out of backup files;
Your soul in a 24 bit palette
and an old foggy picture in my wallet.
I don't posses anything else.
After reversing into your true colors, I guess
not every tone fluoresces intense.
Negatives of the first impression:
images that only
live inside my mind
and in my old rolls captured in my prison
all shades of your absent presence were veiled.
Do not steal the fire from my eyes anymore,
nor from my words their breath.
Leave my thoughts healthy
than your image I no longer give myself.
It has completely destroyed my ego
to idealize you with every attempt,
making me believe the world exempt
from all passion and in complete restlessness.
Negatives of the first impression:
An ideal life abundant in pain.
God curse you and love fuck you.
There is no harsher truth, nor stupid fiction.

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