Fall... give earth to dust
Gravity my clay
Fall... give fire to flame
Light my wings
Fall... give rhythm to wave
Breath my trance
Fall... give blood to ash

Melt me to puddles...

Not masses of chocolate dripping with lust not steaming sweat....

***** filthy puddles that leave me crusted with earth, crumble and peal from you...

Loved and thrown with cheers and craved on hot summer days...

Crickets serindae sunset
Snipes waddle dusk
Fireflies wake to stary night

Her flesh knew only pain, the day after...

He left

Her soul bled love, the day after...

He left

Her heart wept with innocence, the day after...

He left

What distance of measure brings me relief?
That agony can break?
For it is not time, if lifetimes' of blood and birth have found us in the now...
Nor miles, that mountains did not move...
Not even the lonely stars know such peace...
My agony the measure of distance...
My own skin a prison, my pleasure and pain...
Only in breath and bond can I have a single moment...
And I would cross it all just to touch you

Her body stopped fighting
Her heart became willing
To feel again

Drunk butterflies

Her ache pulled him in deep
Her heart warm with his heat
To feel again

Drunk butterflies

Her hunger fed with passion
Her heart race to exhaustion
To feel no more

Drunk butterflies

Drunken with your seed

I would envy your shadow
unseen like me
forever bound

Would I trade envy for a knife?
To be free....or.....

Become a shadow, never to touch you forever bound