aisling-c

When we drunkenly 
kissed in the lane,
we sat against the wall,
your hand was on
the back of my neck,
and you tasted of
cigarettes and beer
and I liked it a lot,
the cold stone path we
sat on sent shivers up 
my spine and so did
your electric mouth
and I liked it a lot

(March 17, 2014)

I breathe you in 
I know you do me harm
You are thunder in my lungs 
Heart
Brain
The taste of what is wrong floods the mouth 
Delightful poison
And after 
I smell you on my hands
Clothes
Hair
Skin 
And I need you again 
You are my breath now
The smoke that fills the empty cavern