I look into those eyes,
the brown ones,
the beautifuls ones,
staring back at me
making me human
making me whole
clean and complete
I slither into you
like a snake escaping eden
hoping to get piece
a little taste
of your righteous tongue
warm and rocking
I sleep against your belly
and let your breath take me
up and away
far into the in between
the greyish landscape
that hovers like fog
between right and wrong
love and hate
that's where I'll stay
and wait for you
to come up and inside
to move the mountains
which stand sturdy
and still within my chest
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:13 PM UTC
I look into those eyes,
the brown ones,
the beautifuls ones,
staring back at me
making me human
making me whole
clean and complete
I slither into you
like a snake escaping eden
hoping to get piece
a little taste
of your righteous tongue
warm and rocking
I sleep against your belly
and let your breath take me
up and away
far into the in between
the greyish landscape
that hovers like fog
between right and wrong
love and hate
that's where I'll stay
and wait for you
to come up and inside
to move the mountains
which stand sturdy
and still within my chest
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