As I spoke to you,
I wanted to fall into your mind and softly whisper into your head the love
that I feel.
Creating a quick tremor of pale lightning-
and after that moment's shock, there would be a soft rumble of thunder,
being the poisonous waning of reason.

That loss of reason could very well be the only thing that would drive you
to the point of looking in my eyes and letting yourself bleed openly the
same love that has stained my whole life red.
If only I could make that fall...
 
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