Stained Glass Virgins

Oh Hollow Earth that calls me [

I walked the circumference of your
lips, wanting to taste the fullness of
your breath / your chest a mountain
I could never climb / lips on lips and
so we tried / I grasped and hooked
and
let it go
as a boy
drowning:
.
.
Oh Hollow Earth ]
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My lips wanting blood

and

stained glass virgins