Humane
Truth is a visceral connection between you and I
Refreshed, like a new life
A new identity is attached to me,
A brand of trust, hope, longevity
Beyond petty differences, we are
Complete as one
Though in youth, dreams were
Nightmares
Laden with promises of fulfillment and greed
You've singled out the malignancy
And captured it; under the microscope of
Utter tyranny, it's been squelched and obliterated
Like an expert surgeon
And now I'm free
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It would be singular to say you've changed the story
It has been fate itself, the very fabric of our biology
Changed, like a newborn species, locked in separation
From all others,
We still see them as ourselves, but we are locked into each other's eyes, and can only breath for the other
And when skin crosses skin, it's more alive
It's more pulsing
We are beyond human, and yet,
Incredibly, viscerally humane
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Originally posted on my fanfiction account


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