Oh...It Was Just You & ME....Unbearable Wait Just For a Catalyst to Drink Her Eyes...A Potion Intact , A Pact, Unspoken, But Of Souls Imbued....Oh It Was Just Slight "Tuk" Of Second The Culprit Fire Bellows Within Our Sin, Our Heat, Our Perfect Moment , A Bud Both Carried Now to Foment , Her Blood, My Wine, that Sweetest Poison.
Slow Dis casing, Tender Touching, Long Snogs Along Bare Skin. Long Gazes, Gentle Utter, Deep Sighs and Excited Shivers.
Simple Conversation: A promise of forever With You By My Side, That Never Did I think In This World I Would Find.
Sudden...Shaken...Oh It Was Frightening ...Fuck " A Reagent "
I ask Who Might be there, as If Something or Someone Might Actually Answer me.But no. All Stays Silent. Nothing Moves, Except for me. Breathing and Waiting. Typing and Listening. Calmly Amused at Whatever may Pour Forth from these Interactions. Flannels and Sweats are Removed...Blankets are Spread out...Making Space in Front of the Fire...Heading Up, Little Help & Shut Again...
And Here is Where Every Conversation Begins With Me. “Who’s There?” I sit, as patient as I can be, Which Honestly isn’t much Because I don’t like to Wait, and Try to Listen to Learn Whatever it is the Flicker or Flash might be trying to tell me.
An Answer to the Eternal Question : “What am I supposed to do next?” Would be Nice, I Mean, a Little Sign of Anything to Help Me Along With That Decision Would Help.
My Shoulder Blades Itch, The Wings Removed Feels So Awkward. No wonder I Continue to Hunch over. But My Wings Are Not Here Right Now, They’re Not Here to Drape Across Down My Legs In The Comforting Way Of Protecting My Body and Soul. To Wrap Around Me In a Full on Hug. I Wasn't Conventional, I Was Straight-Faced, I Wasn't Just There to Look Pretty, I Was There to Get Things Done, I Was Grounded With My Two Legs, Missing My Wings, Yearning To Fly.
Often to Strings...Sometime I Was Inappropriate, The Oh-So-Silent Flash Of Something Off In The Peripheral, Like a Blink, But Your Eyes Haven’t Moved..Waiting For The Bonfire To Burn Them Off, Waiting For The Ash To Be Swept Away. Like a Spark Dancing From The Candle Flame, Flickering a Bit Before Settling Down For a Steady Burn.
Sensations Aplenty, Warmth From The Fire, Warmth From Our Bodies Entwined, Warmth From The Liqueur, Warmth From The Pleasure. We Lie Together, Spent and Drained On So Many Levels. Small Shift here, Snuggle Closer There, and Pull the Blankets in. Wrap up, Cozy and Sleep.
Sensations Aplenty, Warmth From The Fire, Warmth From Our Bodies Entwined, Warmth From The Liqueur, Warmth From The Pleasure. We Lie Together, Spent and Drained On So Many Levels. Small Shift here, Snuggle Closer There, and Pull the Blankets in. Wrap up, Cozy and Sleep.
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