I want to speak of passion
Of the sunburst whirling through the day
When sweat and blood run as one
And salt is all I taste and say.
I want to speak of you,
the way diamond wades in your eyes
Your paper-like teeth and the way
They bite through my truths and lies
Sinewy muscle woven by
mortality and love (be lust?)
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 8:35 AM UTC
I want to speak of passion
Of the sunburst whirling through the day
When sweat and blood run as one
And salt is all I taste and say.
I want to speak of you,
the way diamond wades in your eyes
Your paper-like teeth and the way
They bite through my truths and lies
Sinewy muscle woven by
mortality and love (be lust?)