"lightpond" poems
Blooming seeds you had on
your tongue when I kissed you
on the streetcorner in blaring
sunlight
I wanted to taste them,
and later recalled how thin you felt
your ******* against my chest
subtle enough
but I pulled back
The lightpond where I sat
that's the place where
shimmerish fish float the
smoky air
You caught one and
got drunk on its blood
That ***** look I'd never
seen you wear as you took
my lips in yours
and when your bloodrough
tongue touched mine the
seeds were grown
"Sommersprossen,"
I whispered into your mouth
as you bit off my lip
Thereafter in your starry
room you took your knife
and I mine
*"Ich bin allein
Bereust du?
Wirst du?"*
Our hearts in our hands
spat their deathred mess
and soaked the sheets
Drunk on each other
with lips cherryred
to you I whispered
and to me you,
*"Dû bist mîn
Ih bin dîn"*
Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC