Arms swing heavy, like a carcass in the wind. Sweat beads between fingers dripping through ash. Colors saturate and burn. Return to your prison. Pushing through the veil, inhaling its poison. Scraping its grit between bones. Arms swinging heavy. -
Be still. Watch the heavens sway. Feel the ardor in their grasp. Feel the skin beat against your heart. Feel the breath in your tears. Watch the shadows quake. -
A river flows naked, with the estranged intimacy of hallucinations. Echoes awaken to consume this weight of desire. Beloved, breathe deeply amid these ruins. -
I wish to lie at your feet, rest my head against fleeting footprints. I wish to touch your scars. Look into my weeping eyes, accept my love as true. My bones are shaking. My soul is burning to follow the soft current of your heart. -