We’re too much for one room tonight,
Too much for these walls.
You unbraid your hair
And let it fall with the sun,
I hang my coat on the moon.
As you undress beneath the starry sky
My breath drives trees to whisper
And I can’t help but think
That my green blood, my wintry heartbeat
Are craved by your pink blossom.
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