4.5.11

Flush faces

Silk lips touch mine
The world vanishes

Entranced in a gaze
Dreaming another future

Warm days and hotter nights
Spent together
A chortle here
A passionate tussle against the wall
A long embrace lying tangled
In the grass

Waves crash against my minds shoreline
Its high tide for such a brief moment

Sand crystals of all the adventure we may share
My toes shuffle them

I taste the brine mist in the air on my tongue
I feel the sun kissing my neck and face

I miss those silk lips before I pull away to catch that gaze once more.

We are small and fragile.

We are bone and spit and night sweats

We are bruises and stink and flush faces

We are...

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