You've always been a believer,I stayed attuned to somethingthat seemed to cut much deeper.I didn't run and hidewhen the lightning struck,when it pulsated through veinsto light up where you were in the dark.I didn't flinch when tastinghow a final kiss...
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Don't tell me about passion, how the flesh covering bonescan rarely see beyond the flamesonce so deliciously scorched. Once so exposed for another to see, all of my mistakes and scars handed overfor you to hold and see yourself within. Don't confess your fears with...
There is no premeditation to you,no myth to be carved into stone.I'll feel you everywhere I go.It's like your name is carried onthrough an early December wind,spelled out through scattered leaves,the invisible hearth continuous,flaring and refusing to acknowledge the cold.It's...
You move with a grace I could never possess,the hem of a skirt caught in a faint breeze,bare legs revealed as the wind rosein its almost silent seasonal symphony.And as where my heart is fitful,drawing restless thunder, yours is the...
Close enough to fold youdeep into my waiting arms,hold you inside aching lungs,you're becoming proof that I don't need eyes to see.There's a sight beneath all sense,a signal traveling in every pulse.And I fold with you like a note,body a...
Dripping sweet like chocolate chipsslowly melting on a hot cookie,dab one fingertip, then another,gooey ambrosia to be licked clean.The chips are just the start,a prelude to salivating hunger,I'm after the heated center,the core holding it all together.I've licked peaches before...
There are only flashes left,my lips nearing yoursbut never quite touching,so close that only a potent electricity thrummed between us.The unfinished kiss as the moon splashed silver across your mysterious frame,as wind carried raw perfume to my lungs,if things had...
I could tell you an intricate story,but we awaken in the raw knowing,a gradient shift in shared history,time coalesced into endless rivers flowing.To be changed with a single touch,blood tide replaced with sweet ichor,ambrosia heating in the rush,tender fires flaring...
You'll take me in secret, pulse to pulse in the night, the beats are innumerable,the automata of touch I want to go so much further, to move just like you do,see just as your eyes do.Enraptured with the pressure,I want...
Dunhill
""How we danced...""
Our loop is much like faith,invisible yet painfully palpable.But when freighted with the knowledgethat the fluttering of the smallest wingscan send immeasurable cracks through time,I have to close this dangerous circle. I have to learn how to let you goHow...