Sunday, May 3, 2009

These mean nothing

Across the minefields of your thoughts

The holy consciousness above screams into my soul

I hear just a whisper



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Who Am I?

A hollow husk

The brain cannot comprehend itself

Yet dead hearts beat so slowly

Seductively,

The Grave, she moans


From Adam to atom



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Smile

Subtle gestures

We lock eyes

Electric

Touch, static caress

Lips and tongue

Locked embraced in arms

Breathing

Syncing

Eyes shut and neck kisses

Nipping

(But just ever so gently)

Perfume and cologne combine

Become one

Souls joining

Together, we are in Our Universe

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