Drinking
2009-09-27

be near
be near
follow me here

the frost upon the window
my breath along your spine
shiver
to deliver a dark and rustic,
fine red wine

her bones laid out
like a delicate lace
i will play upon you
the curves of your body
to trace
moonlight and fragrance
what it is to taste
a woman played out
the essence of her face
wholly incomplete
the rhythm of her tongue
her thighs, her feet
bound to be set free
watching
watching
wanting me
the bitter inbetween
strung upon her voice
what is cold and mean
let loose in echoes
to be, as so, undefined
to stretch her out and
let her be mine
to overcome her
and drink her down
she is the darkest light
to ever be found.

 

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