We were never meant to be.
The poetry I wrote,
**You didn't read.

Slow as the thunder cries,
Fast as the rain sleeps,
Gone like the little birds,
Blowing in the breeze.

i had a dream
you wrote your name in hieroglyphics on my stomach last night

we submerged ourselves
into each other
love everywhere
dripping down the walls
slowly oozing through our pores
boiling beneath the floorboards

in the pitch black
only we could see this sight
twisting and turning throughout the night
dew from our skin
cries from within
every moan
every shriek
piercing like piano keys
pain from your teeth
pleasure from your tongue
shivers from your fingers
your scent still lingers
last night we didn't have minds
or we were out of ours
we watched ourselves
get lost inside of
this abyss we call love
and outside of the parts we can't touch

we drowned ourselves in words
we suffocated on our voices
we screamed while no one heard
we tasted all of our noises
lust swelling up inside of us
like disease
we could die any second
preying on each other like felines
watching, waiting,
plotting on annihilating,
devouring flesh, making a mess
eating my soul, cleaning the bones

penetrating this flower
watching as i blossomed before you
spread open my petals just for you
my thighs as vines
you climb until you peak
reaching the top of your mind
ripping the timidness from my eyes
tempting and teasing
inhaling each other and releasing
hairs ***** on the back of our necks

the pressure inside is on the rise
my pleasure rushing to the tip of my tongue
escaping past my lips
music to your ears
muscles tense and vibrating
entangled in each other we laid
until the remnants of anger fade
limp bodies in this field of lust
another night of us


-suhani