Friday, October 9, 2015

whispers

Crawl inside my head
Caress my thoughts first
Set me on fire 
Now I'm alive

My blood thunders
through my veins
My soul is blistering
about to explode

Now kiss me
with all of you
Consume me,
Absolutely
Completely

Your passion is where
I want to breathe
 

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All the grief that swallows us whole is pooling over the edges and bleeding into everything; changing the shape of what it touches.