How they move, skin aching.
Tenants weeping;
Sudden.
Their bodies outcry.
Dance and frighten each other into their skin.
Turning bones into shadows,
Light into darkness.
They leap,
Falling into colour, into hues;
Saturated.
Two girls;
short hair;
linger.
Lustfully.
Eroding,
Over dessert suns
from each others body heat.
I wanted to tell them,
It would all get better.
That gloom might start to overlook your love,
But soon the luminescence will radiate the dark,
While you crumble into one another.
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
How they move, skin aching.
Tenants weeping;
Sudden.
Their bodies outcry.
Dance and frighten each other into their skin.
Turning bones into shadows,
Light into darkness.
They leap,
Falling into colour, into hues;
Saturated.
Two girls;
short hair;
linger.
Lustfully.
Eroding,
Over dessert suns
from each others body heat.
I wanted to tell them,
It would all get better.
That gloom might start to overlook your love,
But soon the luminescence will radiate the dark,
While you crumble into one another.
Tessa Calogaras
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