as I inhale you into my mind’s eye I allow your beauty to sting my tongue watching with awe as you wrap yourself around me in smoky tendrils of memory the burning gasoline taste of your absence accosts my senses and I turn you away but in a moment I will desire you again I want you to surround me completely longing for your scent and for your touch softer than the warm night air
burning away into ash, I assail myself the intoxication of your image is all I need the dazzling lights of such a lonely city and the hidden points of fire which the sky longs to hold obscured by the clouds of unknowing and doubt and fear and every second of not hearing your voice
ascending to the rooftops I look for you on the horizon wondering if every mile is just another piece of me that you’ll never have
in my dreams I am sprinting through canyons deep and narrow every crevice and cliff a wrinkle in the face of glory and as I fall, I weigh nothing until the iron taste of blood wakes me
I am enveloped by a preoccupation with your image, seared, burning like a torch bright light amongst the darkness feeling it flow in and through me rushing out into the night air a silent ghost; beauty that soon drifts away your face disappearing into nothingness
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