Restful sight
we reached the crest,
Our hair aligned,
pointing west,
sunset underneath red clouds,
unveiling our whereabouts.



Silently, through an open wound
tomorrow slowly seeps,
waving waters
colour her lips,
tearing our days apart.


Now we prowl howling highways,
through the concrete jungle veins,
amid the deafening growl––
us entangled.

Hissing tune,
following comes fangless bite.
To kiss you,
soothing ripples of the night.

You remind me of nighttime storms.
Before you, silence crawled beneath my skin,
waiting for the glimpse of you
to light up the sky.

You remind me of distant horizons
above the sea—
one eye, a beginning to an end;
the other, an endless tide.

We wear each other’s shadows,
lifting ocean into the air,
stirring meadows,
pouring rain.

That’s when we laugh and walk.
That’s when we sit and talk.

You remind me of the flames
I cannot take my eyes off of—
the warmth that you are,
the glow that enfolds your soul.

Only nothing says never.
With you,
burning forever.

Hold me tight until one of us faints.

Bite my lips until I bleed.

Spit in my mouth,
teach me your taste

Pull my hair,
while you ride my face


Place your fingers
in my mouth,
and speak

pressed against the wall,
shouting **** across the hall.

We sail across these barren lands,
firing canons, painting havoc across our sight,
with set course amid the ember dust-
eyes set to ****, burning off the rust.

Listening to last words grinning,
while bones crackle like autumn leaves-
a desert that thrives with no watered eyes, and no grieves.
So dry, even remorse wilts.

Blasts that stir the soil.
First breath for the last.
Shapeless remains of the past.

I sigh next to you on the deck,
With a purple bruise on my neck.

“Who answers when I call you on the phone,
once swallowed by flames that welcome us home?”

Was it the ocean that engulfed us, senseless -

Facing each other.
Your heel on my arm.
Me on my knees,
pressed against you
as I eat you out.

You pull the trigger.
Air leaving my lungs.
Painting you red.
I drown in pleasure -
and nothing ahead.

You kiss me,
I melt.

You stand next to me,
my heart rumbles.

We touch,
I fall—
unless your tongue ties me down.

The closer you are,
the more I am.

When you hold me,
I cease to exist.

Your lips move,
and I feel you speak.

That’s when I open my eyes,
looking for…

You.

Your eyes wide, endless from both sides—
all the faces you take on for a while.
Days and nights within your reach,
they all slip through my death grips.

Threads running down like streams along your body.
Lost myself,
taken by the wind.

We ended up standing sideways, I think—
letting you know that I love you.

Hold my hand.
You, the one in love with light,
you calling my name into the night.
Waste my time.

Mouthing, "I want you,"
to need —
like vessels need the heat of blood.
To drink from your lips,
to breathe through your skin.

Grasp my throat with your teeth,
and hear my heart writhe in pleasure.

Once on a moonless night,
I returned from the darkness,
with a little grin on my face.

Crescent I give to you —
my second half.

For nothing shines brighter
than you and your laugh.

—

Croissant opening
— I sliced myself open.
Sweetness can never be spoken,
a flavour for which we long.

I sigh...
your mouth is where I belong.

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Love — just like hunger —
is blood-driven.

—

Bite me,
so I can fall apart.

Feed me
with your lips.

Crashed my insides,
I a throbbing puddle.

Seized the only chance
for us to cuddle.