desolate, raging waves,
breathe in and out,
like a philippic of breaking glass.
fragmented pieces of water,
sharp and hostile; a parallelism of one's own swain.
“I could drown with you,”
I uttered, “I could fade away like these waves soon will.”
you kissed like a starving child,
you kissed like it was your last.
heated bodies,
malnourished, swollen tongues,
begging hands, digging nails.
the performance of hungry ***
the dance of darkling seas.
evanescent, like the two of us,
we began to understand the fulminate of storms.
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC
desolate, raging waves,
breathe in and out,
like a philippic of breaking glass.
fragmented pieces of water,
sharp and hostile; a parallelism of one's own swain.
“I could drown with you,”
I uttered, “I could fade away like these waves soon will.”
you kissed like a starving child,
you kissed like it was your last.
heated bodies,
malnourished, swollen tongues,
begging hands, digging nails.
the performance of hungry ***
the dance of darkling seas.
evanescent, like the two of us,
we began to understand the fulminate of storms.
