You've always known how to bend mewith a note and break me with a song, and in between, my love, I know where I belong. Standing in the road to brace for a storm, when I think I can't be your ghost anymore, you...
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Everything else dims as you come to me, our skin flushed with wine and need, our fevers ready to meet tonightwhile the stars burn as we often do. Patiently illuminating space while waiting to swell and burst, to become shimmers and sparks charging every particle...
Each kiss is an invisible mark upon lips and skin,the living territory I've claimed as mine,tracts more intricate and mysterious than any I have ever explored.Sometimes you wonder why I grow so quiet,but do not mistake silence for indifference,the quiet...
I've always wanted to know how to reach you,to forget each divide within us that is a dark oceanpopulated with dangerous new species,depths we may not know how to chart alone.I don't want to stay on the surface anymore,where rippling...
Time moves and unfolds behind your eyes, I see myself when those fragile colored orbsbegin to blossom and constrict before you pull away from me. If I am to be nothing more than a bright flash across your sky, hold on to that split...
You should remember all the times love consumed you,sang through every drop of blood,hummed and roared through your boneslike an unstoppable engine and each touchshared was a new track to build for navigating beautiful unknown continents.Remember when love was made...
I keep the ink stains on my fingers, temporarily tattooed grooved loops examined when my pen no longer scrawls along the pages. I've written for hours on end, seeing if I've missed syllables, if the passages capture your surface or the infinite beauties breathing beneath. I've...
When the night falls and the darkness tries to tell us that nothing but spirits and wolves travel,you and I can know so much better,we can keep it to ourselves in our ownsafe corner of the earth.Each kiss can be...
There's never been a start or conclusion,only a lock waiting for a key,whether buried beneath earth as hard as frozen clay,or as unknown shapes spiraling just out of reach.You are already as familiar as the cells coursing through the rivers...
The wind howls as we walk and flutters our clothes like weak curtains, your hand squeezing mine to feel a brief flash of warmth bloom between our palms. I love you more than ever in those moments, looking at you like an entirely new...