disinter
Can you taste the breeze between
us, these insecure inches
and curling lashes
gender pure
lusting spring
with tumbling blankets
of pine and leaves
dragging itself along
fissures pleading to the humming
of evolution, our drunken remedy
a city-state staring towards
inhaling liquid
breathing scent of bittersweets,
aching, tuned with moisture,
fumes of fire,
but touch...
could conquer
roaming, flowing ancient with the view
stained on frames of tinted glass
fearsome harmonies tucked,
one eye open, spying night
amidst curious boards
barefoot and tingling, anxious eyes
fairly ruffled smiles
creeping across selective shadows
filling spaces with depths of hollow
dreams, locks of hair awakening feel
streaming
from a kiss, wounded lips
us, these insecure inches
and curling lashes
gender pure
lusting spring
with tumbling blankets
of pine and leaves
dragging itself along
fissures pleading to the humming
of evolution, our drunken remedy
a city-state staring towards
inhaling liquid
breathing scent of bittersweets,
aching, tuned with moisture,
fumes of fire,
but touch...
could conquer
roaming, flowing ancient with the view
stained on frames of tinted glass
fearsome harmonies tucked,
one eye open, spying night
amidst curious boards
barefoot and tingling, anxious eyes
fairly ruffled smiles
creeping across selective shadows
filling spaces with depths of hollow
dreams, locks of hair awakening feel
streaming
from a kiss, wounded lips