Sunday, June 21, 2009



deep inside i know you will always return to me...

in the blankets and sheets between
night and morning
where timelessness floats we stripped
and your body, with all its black hairs
was on top of me and beside me and all
over
how do you know?
and what can you say?

you ought to know by now there is no safety in love

and the bliss of your mouth bringing me
up to heaven
no virgin could know this
and there are no harps or clouds
-naw-

the sweetest release is the admission of love

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