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Jun 2018
i danced with your heart in my hands last night
the pulse of beating blood in our veins
drowning out the distance between our bodies
and i loved you in the stillness
in the shift from song to next song
in shift from love to lust to love again
my teeth glinting against the harsh sparks
we've turned up our bassline and
i doubt i will ever be satisfied like this again
your eyes became twin suns against me
burning me alive in the heat, mingled
mangled inhibitions lying with our clothes
and ferocity lies in wait behind your smiles
wolflike and hungry for the bisous, & more
that only we can bring to life in the darkness
between the slick of my thighs, phantasmic
in the starry stealing of moments under canopies
of wavelike sound; and nothing else mattered
but that your heart kept beating in tune
& my feet kept pounding the fear down into dust.
falling generally is a frightening thing; however, i think fear is delicious under certain conditions, when consensual and with a friend. in this case, perhaps a little deeper than friendship. pour mon roi, yet again.
the songs that bred this beast:
happy days - ghali
basic space - the **
daddy issues - the neighbourhood
suicoke - wesson ft. jagonte
rental - brockhampton
will he (medasin redo) - joji
mushaboom - *****

also inspired in part by medusa, don't ask why, i don't even know. it is 1:13 am after all :)
liz
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