04-18-2012, 07:28 AM
He lets me
inside his skin.
And I wear him,
like a jacket
like a star seed
like a brine.
Seeking out darkness
we collide:
I push into tenderness,
slinky stiletto DNA,
hanging secrets from quarried bones
and knitting whispers
into awe.
Then he sheds,
and we begin again.
inside his skin.
And I wear him,
like a jacket
like a star seed
like a brine.
Seeking out darkness
we collide:
I push into tenderness,
slinky stiletto DNA,
hanging secrets from quarried bones
and knitting whispers
into awe.
Then he sheds,
and we begin again.
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?