A Breathless Thing
- Jeremy Palmer
- Feb 24, 2024
- 1 min read
After making ALL the love
In the full moonlight
Proving our perfection
For one more night
We scattered at the siren's sight
But we'll be gone before they arrive
THEY'LL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE
They'll call the suicide consensual
We'll call it love,
A different side of sensual
They'll say
We were insane
Creating uncaused calamity
We'll say
Maybe
But with a touch of intimate sentimentality
Into trouble
We always dug the deepest
That's where we
Uncovered stolen secrets
It was decided
We'd just keep this
The Breathless Thing
Between me and you
Far more precious
Than genuine jewels
Ducking, hiding
Forever running
But baby is beautiful
Lovely - cunning
We believed our days were infinite
The heart is hopeless - isn't it
Nothing awakes you from
A daydream slumber
Quite like cancer
Calling your number
"R-64" the voice rang
In some physician lingo
In those hospital halls
You win
A grotesque game of Bingo
She took my hand "sir,
Don't take these terms as all hyperbole
If they find the cancer
Is definitely terminal - murder me"
I said, "Rebecca
Please
You won't make me"
She replied
Looked me dead in the eyes
"Don't you dare
Let this disease take me!"





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