I want to
run my fingers
over every scar
you have
and listen
as you tell me
where each one
came from
I want to
run my fingers
over every scar
you have
and listen
as you tell me
where each one
came from
I wish
I could dissolve
into the universe
where I am
nothing
but dust and atoms
floating
so freely
into the void
with the sand
beneath her feet
she can feel
the ardent edges
of the world
at her fingertips
this vast space
fills her acrid bones
grasping
at her flesh
her silent whispers
lay easy
upon the earth
as her soul
fades
from the darkness
of the night
Had the extreme pleasure of writing again with my best friend Christopher. It’s been such an honor to have been able to write so much with him lately.
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you begin
to rake
your aching
fingers
the anticipation
burning
slowly
working its way
towards my
warm soul
electric heat
finally
reaches inside
of my desire
caressing all the
hidden secrets
of my soul
your love fills me
gliding through
the shadows
of every part
of my being
every inch
every seam
of my deepest flesh
your lingering
obsession
Is only now
my lingering question
of when will you
reveal these
hidden secrets
to me
that only you
can see
all over again?
Thank you again Christopher for this incredible opportunity to write with you again. Looking forward to part 2! Please follow his blog at https://divingdeepwithchristopher.wordpress.com
she sits
in the darkness
of the night
alone
inside the obscurity
of her cold mind
beneath the cold surface
where her screams
are silent
where her dreams
are the inner voice
of violence
here there is no help
to fight the demons
who torture her
tormented soul
in the abyss
frozen in the
paralysis of fear
she weeps
a thousand tears
that no one can
hear
wishing to faintly
disappear
from hearing these
twisted words they
proclaim
as they replay
her tragic past
whispering the madness
into her ears
reminding her of
the unspoken tragedy
these diabolical
memories
locked tight inside
the confines
of her heart
longing to be forsaken
from this prison
but never meant
to escape
or so they say
to shine outside
into the
beaming light
I want you
to tell me
every dark
and terrifying thought
you’ve ever had
while I run
my fingers
through your heart
and kiss
all the secrets
of your soul
my soul
is delicately written
in the most
beautiful ink
bleeding
all of my colors
upon these pages
for you to see
As she
turned off
the old lamp
she caught
a glimpse
of her tired eyes
staring back
from the mirror
her life flashes
before her eyes
lifes regrets
fill her heart
her once
strong words
no longer
carry their weight
as she
closes her eyes
for another long
empty night
the final
cold winter
sets deep within
her bones
if I showed
you the scars
upon my heart
would you still
want to read
the truth
within my soul