behind closed doors
our clothes
scattered across the floor
a gentle kiss
as we slip off our skins
this could be called
the most beautiful sin
but any so called lust
has nothing on
the love we share
while stripped to our souls
the beasts within
become
beautiful monsters
within a chaos
we bite
we scream
we come alive
and we find peace
when our two bastard souls
become whole
-Joshua Ryan Stewart
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