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Mar 2011
I'd like to close my eyes and
breathe you in and
die.

I'm choking on your heartbeat, but
who needs to swallow?
Your muscles wrap around me,
constricting my every move.
I'm caged in by beautiful happenings and
I'm in love with your tense-and-release.
My skin sticks to your lips as
My fingers get tangled in your hair.
Your body is a garden I am lost in;
Your vines tie me down and
I am ravaged. The air is
thick and salty as the ocean;
We could drown together
(and i would welcome it).
We saw eternity but forgot to
take any pictures, then we
traveled back in time to make sure
life couldn't go on without us.
Our battle scars will tell the
story better than we could.
The moment was so heavy
it almost crushed me,
(and i think i wouldn't have minded).
No one lives forever and
I'd like to die while I'm living.
We squeezed a lifetime into
one euphoric moment; I
wouldn't dare let ***** greed
ask for more.

I'd like to close my eyes and
breathe you in and

*die.
© March 9th, 2011 Moriah Jean

When I started writing this, it was about love.
About half way through, it somehow became about ***.
I suppose at times, they are one and the same.
Either way, after making beautiful, corny, hot and heavy love would be a perfect time to die.
You know, eventually.

I didn't have anyone specific in mind when I wrote this. However, I've only ever truly "made love" to one person.
So this is for my muse - I could have died every night in his arms.
Written by
Moriah Jean
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