23 August, 2011

Bruises.

You've melted my heart down,
The pain of the heat,
Is drip drip dripping,
Down my chest,

It's easier having bruises,
From sources I don't know,
Then knowing that I'm black and blue,
From falling so hard for you.

12 August, 2011

Star-strewn gaze.

Nose to nose,
Limbs loosely bound,
Pressed close against,
Chest tightly wound,

Eyes barely closed,
Touch taking in,
Urgent but slow,
Every inch of skin,

Lips so entangled,
Change of gear,
Skin thrums with pulse,
Heart pounds dear,

Fingers locked fast,
Nearer than night,
Cores end melded,
Absence of light,

Discovered at dawn,
Vague cold haze,
Dark is memory,
In star-strewn gaze.
 
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