Sometimes I want it to hurt.Something dark glimmered in your eyeswith moonlight washing over warm skin stillglistening from early fragrant rainfall,the sheen of a passed summer storm,tremulous hands began to reach outas if touching for the very first time.I could...
twin flames
I went north to burn youas winter touched the landto light the pyre alone as you would've wanted,not as a woman or a soldier.But that which only death can tamehere where things no longer grow.And a part of my heart will forever...
There's blood with my name on it tonight,and I may never be coming back,it was always going to be ride or dieand I can't stop the coming tide. You gave me something I can't name,something I don't know how to explain.But...
I went there years later whereyou whispered for us to meet.Wind quietly caressed the valleyand a faint sweetness hoveredas its own temporary ghostof lavender and iris and skin.And I already remembered the way my arms laced tightly around your waist,starlight gracing...
Your skin will forever contain winter.Please forgive me for what I've done.I will always see you covered in snow,beyond my knowing touch but moonlightstill caresses your entirety and illuminateswhere I am no longer able to reach.Just remember that I knew...
I can still feel you there.Dancing to a different history,music floating in from another time,worlds away from that violent road,that was always love to me.Just remember it was only a little deaththat would seize your bare thighs,the kind that we...
You knelt by the bed when it was all over,body perched as if near an altarwhen your lips meet my templeand said to not feel guilty.This was only for you and me,the way flesh scorched so truly.And I wanted that...
Beneath the deep lashingwhen a sweet pain bloomsthrough your aching nerves,I wonder if I'm still there. I can still feel you,it's in the blood,in the heart.The sharp intake of breathwhen you cannot utter a name,when you're reduced to whimperand shivering naked...
I can't forget the way you cupped my face in the dark and I did the same to know the sensation. Even in that dark, a barely noticeable tinge of moonlight reached through the curtains to vaguely illuminate your face....
I can taste so much in your skin, the faint sweetness in the dusk wind,the tears you've shed in secret,a memory of soft earth and honeysuckleand your natural mysterious nectar.The fleshy pearl beckoning,already swollen with anticipationjust from the heat of an...