A whiff of a moist laugh,
a slinky whip of a tongue,
Came forward a strand of hair,
curled up on a crumpled sheet.
Lay peacefully a quiet slumber,
that dreams a burning portrait!
Sucked into a dark hollow,
resting in peace so divine,
A flying slash of crimson,
and a twisted yellow noodle.
A thin wall of distance,
and you are far away from me,
drifting away into your world,
a world devoid of evil,
and a world devoid of me!
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