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Unspoken Words
Words,
Unspoken,
Tormenting an existence;
As you wallop your breasts;
For what lies deep beneath.
For your caged abyss, your locked vault,
Your hive sans a trickle of nectar;
Is waiting for your lips,
To serve a goddess on a platter;
To metamorphose,
The chambers of your nucleus,
In to an eternal honeycomb;
Dewy and drooling,
With the nectar of love.
poem
by
Dilantha Gunawardana
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