licking his lips
he steals the ships
of darkness
from my head
flooding my ocean
with the sweet notion
of our bodies entwined
in bed
building my sails
high, the wind wails
from the ecstasy
it's fed
my end will come
with our beings as one
and not a single word
need be said.
Written 5.7.11 @ 12:05 PM
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