Tuesday 29 January 2019

Close the Door


Let my fingers explore
The secret pores on your skin
The pores that hold honey
Consumed only by the fire
Lit by our bodies close together
  
Close the door
Soar with me to cloudless chambers
Chambers we store secrets
Away from the prying eyes of human mongrel
Chambers where we communicate in silent whispers

Open the doors of your soul
Bare the fantasies; dark and twisted
I will swim in them
With a fervent desire to lose my soul
Because yours will find mine
And we’ll sing happily ever afters
In our cloudless chambers

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