I scroll down to you
And we limit Our ways towards
Each others late swim.The seeds
Of our mornings counterpart
Their future within us and
Our eyes grow feverish
Towards the planted sea.
Its safer to set your
Background on fire
Then proceed to neglect
Each other while we sleep.
I feel you walking behind me;
My hands are corpse drained
From your untaken breathes.
Gather my hopeless eyes into
Your chest so i can feel the heals
Of timeless in our pains
In our aparts
In our together again.
i am awake in your lying skin
And you already closed the eye’s
Door of this uneven aching
Floor.
Tuesday, 4 December 2012
Thin
heat beats
heartbeats in my palms with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds. heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again. love slathe...