Dustsvcker

Sweet, melancholic, pink catharsis
I love you just the way you are
We are machines
Traversing our flesh and blood
Bone and dreams through generations
Of starspun bodily trauma
And we do not know the bounds
Of any impermanence

You are the sound of perseverance
And arms holding warm bodies
And every time I hear that sound
My spirit blossoms
So irresistibly I teem
My heart pines for your ardent sweetness

These may be our last breaths
But I want you to know
That you make it all worthwhile