The muse suffers alone whilst I listen in the wind
Resting in the drift and flow of a thousand suns
Bask in the shine of a cerebral thought
Until two become one and divide by the night from day
Rest your head on my chest and breath a while
Lengthen the rust stains of life brushed on a pure white canvas
Walk between respect and trust as the demons bay in your thoughts
Deceit drips in dozens
Ambiguity colours self control
Before the storm comes
Rains will wash this skin
Stained
In kisses of vermillion ink
Walk in my dreams
Another taste of you
Tainted
Generously savor this skin
Bitter
Despised
Platted in your hair
Silken threads of gold
Glisten till yesterday comes
Silver tears congeal in the dust
Staining the earth red
Between the crevices a solitary heartbeat rests
Found only by those who bleed the same as you
Distant though my heartbeat beats sliced on treason
Uncomfortable when you gaze upon a clear day
Anxious at the premise that presents itself in these shadows
Apprehensive at the meeting when lovers cross the dimensions
Restless I begin
Restless I end
Restless I cut this skin deep
Restless I lick this rusty blade
Restless I slice this tongue in obscure patterns
Restless in the blood I bleed for you
Restless
Restless
4 comments:
Apprehensive at the meeting when lovers cross the dimensions
I guess we can all identify with this moment...
(BTW I think you mean 'plaited'? Maybe a bit of a quick edit?)
If only we could contain the moment of contentment found resting on a loved one's chest, for the more restless times in life.
whew....quite vivid and intense, especially toward the end...a bit manic....and wild...
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