drowning in the tickled wordplay of profane hucksters lacking depth, and sincerity of purpose, and love- like the clumsy flailings of titillating foreplay missing that soft singular kiss from trembling, anticipating lips.
glimpsing, and brushing the edges of infinity, yet never cleaving unto Truth.
close your eyes, and taste these lips, and slip off this cliff, unto beauty, and ruin.
slipping back into the comfort of night, i delight in mysterious wanderings, and the unanticipated invitations of love, and fear, and all the fury in between. only to slip back into a clarity unwanted.
I dare you to walk with me, down this path and through these wicked gates, into infinity and beyond, where day meets night to simmer soothingly over hearth and bone.
take a sip of this future seasoned with ash and happenstance, and, just a dash of wonder.
onto my unawareness,
your muffled luminescence
scalds a fiery soul.
radiant and roaring,
amongst the timid and
my life rings
to your forlorn song.
you and me,
united in a solitude
that is so fucking sweet.
the faded magic of our souls.