A snake uncoils along the centuries;
Your name slinking back to Israel.
Whispers left on the pillow
That will unfurl when the
Brownish dawn comes.
I watch the way
The snake lies.
Aware, asleep, a waking dream, waiting
For a scent on the wind.
Your skin is warming next to mine,
Thawing the crystals from your scales.
On the mattress, turning
Through white, livid joy
And coiling your tail around my arm.
Press your bite against my neck.
I will test the sharpness of your teeth.
***** my tongue.
Toxins never tasted so sweet.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC
A snake uncoils along the centuries;
Your name slinking back to Israel.
Whispers left on the pillow
That will unfurl when the
Brownish dawn comes.
I watch the way
The snake lies.
Aware, asleep, a waking dream, waiting
For a scent on the wind.
Your skin is warming next to mine,
Thawing the crystals from your scales.
On the mattress, turning
Through white, livid joy
And coiling your tail around my arm.
Press your bite against my neck.
I will test the sharpness of your teeth.
***** my tongue.
Toxins never tasted so sweet.
