Apr 03, 2008 10:18
a breath of shallow fresh air. hands over concrete, skin upon skin. hair cascading everywhere falling falling falling like the sun we never see. deep breaths now and even deeper thoughts. we're driving eachother mad but now its your turn to take the wheel. you ask all the questions already knowing the answers. we planned this long before we were born. succinct and to the point, yet slowing over every curve touching feeling pulsing beating and grabbing at the fog of what was there and what i want to recover. i ache at the terrifying greatness of it all. i said it first. i started it. now you finish it.
save me the skin thats stretched across your bones