After Berth

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I.

In the city we conquered
In our dreams,
We will make love to each other

Mercilessly:
Teeth to skin,
Fingers on bones,
Hips to the cement floor,

All the jagged edges
Of our untamed youth.


This city will succumb
As we give birth

To a love that knows
No forgiveness.

II.

The darkness
Of my hair overcomes
Your white skin.

I wait for the first light
To land on your shoulders.

Soon,

The violence of rush hour
Does not bother

Your eyes,
They remain closed.

All belief is suspended:
Safety is no longer a man-made concept.
In the tiny spaces,

Where my hair brushes your skin,
There we have been alive

For a thousand years.

III.

In the curve between my neck and shoulder,
You will reconsider
The resolutions made.

As the train crosses borders, time becomes
A vacant concept

As your fingers tighten their grip around mine,
We have reached a concession

And our love
Will no longer need words

IV.

This morning,
We have discarded our names.

In our pockets, ashes
Of the villages we burned.

We have no laughter left
For tomorrow.

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