I wait for you
in the land you made me
becoming a stranger/I am so strange now
unrecognizable
under your sun
Your face
heavy in my hips
the memory of
lips against the small of my back
bending
and needing you to
break
me
against the rocks
On my knees
at the feet of the ocean
flirting with the notion of
LoVE
and other acts of nature
that pull me in
and under
swallow me
Thorns and flesh
ripped and meshed
bodies wet and
violent
dripping
*** and blasphemy
God **** God **** God ****
And if I know that God is watching
Feb 28, 2013
Feb 28, 2013 at 12:05 PM UTC
I wait for you
in the land you made me
becoming a stranger/I am so strange now
unrecognizable
under your sun
Your face
heavy in my hips
the memory of
lips against the small of my back
bending
and needing you to
break
me
against the rocks
On my knees
at the feet of the ocean
flirting with the notion of
LoVE
and other acts of nature
that pull me in
and under
swallow me
Thorns and flesh
ripped and meshed
bodies wet and
violent
dripping
*** and blasphemy
God **** God **** God ****
And if I know that God is watching
