Sunday, May 15, 2011

Dungeon Light

Our bodies tousled,
Exchanging body heat.
Pace quickening,
Slide of your grip.

Pinned to your cradle.
Cage me in, there is nothing better outdoors.

Against your expiration,
Is a pleasure creating completion.

Magnetic forces, grind. Prepare to release.

Your bones to be crushed, break inside my hand.

We have awoken in the company of midnights memory.
Filling gaps and spaces, silk building into our skin.
Absorbing the cells of one another,
It ends in cymbals thrashing.

It's time to press the repeat button, darling.


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