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2002-10-11 @ 1:32 p.m.
I tried to sleep in the silence, Wrapping it around my wrist like a bloody bandage and begging the stars to obstruct her eyes from flushing throughout me; it was already more than I thought I could carry, The after-twilight-before-midnight black of her Italian eyelashes flickered into a breathless dance across my lips and left me tingling and touchable, and her fingertips formed forever across the flat of my stomach, my ribs ripping through the refuge of my flesh, the words we spoke sliced thought the solid silence as though a shiver spread through the ambiance of our room: bouncing and balancing against our bodies, into our bed and settling into the ceiling where I stared and swore she could see my soul shattering directing your hesitant hands filled with susceptible sensation vulnerably euphoric, exercising expression by barely breathing into the subtle curve of your ear one hand holding our hearts together other practically pulling you inside of myself thinking what world is this with which one, such as myself, can feel so filled of whatever this foreign feeling is wanted to die cry scream sing starting in the substructure of my stomach a shivering sprouted and you collapsed, trembling, into my arms~ you slept in a satisfied silence and I tried to do the same, but the sensation sustained, refused to subside, Older Entries |
