Beams of light
Flicker in dim fractions
Upon my wall,
Seeking to be heard.
Inebriated episodes,
Indiscriminate thoughts,
All daydreams
Waiting…
To manifest.
I hold on to the
Lone weeping pillow
Keeping me company.
Flashes…
Haunt me.
Dialogues in the language
Of the spheres.
In vivid color,
The warmest embrace,
Lips locking in
A secret grace,
Arms entwined,
Legs in splendid union.
Souls bereft of power
Giving in to
The deepest moans
Orchestrated.
By the moon,
I give in…
All in,
To every touch.
Your warmth fuels me.
It need not be spoken,
Your words
Sigh holy fire
Through your skin…
And your kiss eternal…
A declaration most
Fearless…unrepentant…
And your mask
Silenced.
YVA
5:26AM
22 May 2008
Nova
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