"I love you," whispers in the sun
Create the perfect rest -
And make me soft and my reason
Weak enough to accept forgiveness.
So sweet -
Dipping in and out of sleep, whole
With you. Hot breath and feet.
I am a body and a soul.
What more is there to know?
My beloved loves me back.
More than I'd thought to hope for, oh,
My precious thing leaves me nothing to lack.
More than I'd thought to hope for, oh,
My precious thing leaves me nothing to lack.
What more is there to know?
My beloved loves me back.
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"Please" he softly bids
Against the murmurs and hums.
Flutter of eyelids.
But if that moment never comes…
All lips and dripping skin
Warmth and breath.
Where else have I ever been?
Here is safest.
These fingers are the sun
Willing that I should be the only one
That tastes the shine
The light is mine.
Stars in my mouth, fall
Into me. I choke. I am all
A mess of pleasure.
Stars are my treasure.
Stars on my neck, explode on my breast
Perfect rest.
Ancient ice in my lung
But we are the only one.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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