there is fire licking at your
calves. tongue hot
and heavy (taste me
where my soul ends and
my heart begins, i think
you tell me. find the places
hidden to even my eyes,
a prayer, a whisper).
-
AFTERTHOUGHT: i can shift the heft of the sky and its sire onto my shoulders, shape them into wings under your gaze, let them watch the fire like you watch a ritual (it burns with ancient fury, older than my words could ever dream).
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 8:08 PM UTC
there is fire licking at your
calves. tongue hot
and heavy (taste me
where my soul ends and
my heart begins, i think
you tell me. find the places
hidden to even my eyes,
a prayer, a whisper).
-
AFTERTHOUGHT: i can shift the heft of the sky and its sire onto my shoulders, shape them into wings under your gaze, let them watch the fire like you watch a ritual (it burns with ancient fury, older than my words could ever dream).
idk what this is
gay ????? as hell???? like me wow