untitled right now
the turn of the century,
the curve of your bones.
broken and abused,
we'll not let them lay there unused
bring them to me, my sweet, my sweet
wrapped in your flesh
trapped in a caress
i could kill you
or love you
you will kill me
or fuck me
either way i want to die tonight
i do, i do want to die slow and slight
my soft goddess love and sin,
i want to die tonight, i want to die tonight
don't leave me alone
not tonight, not this long night i have ahead of me
the blood on your bones, bleach them until they shine like your skin
kiss me like we never knew how to pretend
that this was anything else.
that you ever inhabited the soul of anyone other than this girl before me
young soft and lovely
strong bold and funny
i have found you again, my love, my dear sweetness
you are the honeysuckle i picked years before when i was a boy
and you are here now in her skin.