love your city

la petite mort
October 17, 2009, 16:16
Filed under: trill

the abyss.

between what is                      what isn’t                      and what cannot be said.

speaking in tongues
with tongues

lover’s breath//little death (killing me softly with his song)

pull my lips into yours and make me understand.
when i put my hand justtherejustso . . . i know you feel me. feel me?

your heartbeat is faster than i expected.

what unspoken intricacy is setting that pace?
what i mean to say is………

undulations, gyrations, vibrations
actions speak louder than words (and we screamin’, son).

can’t help but wonder if that’s just a cliché.

sure, our actions might be screaming..
shouting, yelling, declaring.

but words, they cut deep.

do you remember when you told me not to get attached to you?

i do.


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