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Warm Chamber

from The Conscience of the King by Temple

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You took your shirt off,
but you didn't have to - I love you.
And I felt older.
It was dark and I couldn't quite see you,
but I could see the blood of your bra,
and my stomach in the yard,
whatever good things make psalm,
are gone.

And for the first time you open up all your warmth to me,
and force it into me.
Crush my mouth and teeth.
There is no grace when swept with joy,
harsh and quiet,
like my face torn up from crying.
You stand deep in indecision.
A pyramid, a chamber in it thrust wide open,
where I have been chosen, to explore, learn, and protect it.
But you have to trust it, you have to trust in it. Trust me.

(And into the night, I see a light come down, down, down down.)

And it hung on the sky, with the christmas tree and some stars,
and the dogs howled between us, I can only know myself again
every door is open once again,
the revolving doors have trapped us in this farce,
the bending waves of glass cannot exist,
I'm spelunking through your chambers and they are warm.
I'm feeling every instinct drain through your fist.

Forced courage. It was worth it.

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from The Conscience of the King, released April 13, 2013

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