We enjoyed our soup and bread
the occasional kisses topped off with soulful glances
burning into our hungry hearts....

Choking on three little syllables....

One hundred million butterflies,
swarming at the seams of our love struck souls....

Fingers frolic beneath the confines
of soaking wet underpants

Tasting yourself.....

Forcefully jamming every inch
of finger down your passion filled throat....

Rosaries, wrapped around my sin filled throat....

Bloodshot eyes, and syringes sticking out of my arms
it's 3 A.M, I'm drooling, the Television, full of static
rotten tuna by my bedside, paralyzed,
my mind thinks a million thoughts.....

Sleeping on barbed wire mattresses,
caressing our naked flesh on rose thorn shredded bed sheets  
indulging on each other's lips
the taste of codeine, cognac, and blood
making love to the bruises of our tortured souls....