Friday, January 2, 2009

(untitled for now)

Before you I bow while you lay on the shore and I count every grain of sand

You throw me a gaze as you open your eyes and calmly before you I stand

From the apple you hold I take a bite, you are the serpent I shall never detest

Your venom seeps into my every vein; your poison feeds my soul

You speak soft words, music to my ears, they slowly calm my breath

Together we conquer every second we stole, a conspiracy far from regret

I stretch out my arms to envelope you with the warmth I’ve been trying to keep

And you hold my hand but it’s your cold grip I feel as soon as our skins meet

I seek for your lips, the opium of my soul, as my heartbeat races against logic

You offer me a kiss that’s so carnal, so cold, so indifferent, so empty, stoic

From the shores of desire let me set you out to sea where the body stops yearning and the heart bursts into flames

From the cradle of flesh let me take you to a place where our desire stops playing and can be more than just games.

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