Thursday, January 22, 2009

Rain and the Concept of Being

This. Here and Now. With You

"Your black eyes burning into me So slow
The sounds and lights and others fade and fall away in symmetry
Your black eyes burning hungrily and unafraid I know"

So I'm reading Dickinson and swallowing The Cure.
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Desire

...exhausting that I love
...would have me by the throat
...and let me burn to ashes

Fate

...smiling patiently pained
...would save me a light
...with the most graceful of tears

And with this I yearn.
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You pull my shaking body close To make the most of tangency I bite your mouth so fearfully And slow The taste of summers yet to shine A perfect time to change the scene I bite your mouth in urgency and terrified I know

They always know.
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