Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Time

Please, pull me to your chest and kiss my neck
And squeeze me tightly in those arms of yours
For I, I am immortal darling. And I will bring
About this damned apocalypse in which...
Just you and I will fall between the crimson feathers
Falling from the sky. Falling like tears onto this
Overheated concrete. But please, sweetie,
Pull me to your chest and kiss my neck,
Let me touch your face and kiss your breast...
Because I, dear, I am allotted a small window of time
In which I can forgive, forget and try to thrive...
In which I fight for life and all the darkness hides,
Because just in this time I can fall to my knees
And beg you to be mine.

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