your flesh is ancient
i want to fill it
with vacant stares
and dirty words
i ache to feel your hands
wrap themselves
around my heart
i want your fingers
knotted in my hair
& your mouth to fuse itself
to mine
let our tongues do
what bodies do
find yourself alive,
inside me,
make every syllable
my name,
let my nails leave bloody
perforations
in your skin
every set, a scar
i want to burn in your arms,
fall into your eyes,
break promises
& cast them off like clothing
until there is nothing
but your skin & mine
& these tousled dirty sheets















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Thats the best thing Ive read all day. And thats all I have to say about that. Sorry.
If you dont mind, Ill be sharing this.
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Oi!
I usually leave nice comments but it is 2 am and I am drunk.
I liked this even in my intoxication.
JB sent me so I knew I would not be let down.
The name/syllable part stood out to me.
Etc. etc. nicely done.
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I. Read.
II. Contemplate.
III. Revolt.
Awesome work.
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