On your back,
You turn your head away,
Your chin raised,
Your neck an addiction,
Your collar bone arresting,
As we grow closer,
Ever closer,
And your hands clenched,
Your nose scrunched,
Your whispers heavy,
Declare the moment
(you bite your lip)
When eternity stands still
And we being one
Become everything.
(nothing outside of our radius exists)
And suddenly we know
That satisfaction.
(temporary, only temporary)
Saturday, July 17, 2010
7/17/2010 09:24:00 PM -
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