your kisses tasted like whispering
and your hands were like
hot
shivers
across my s.k.i.n
your eyes were like secrets where they lingered
and they stole mine from me
delicate scars painted across
skinlikesummernights
and my breath caught in my throat to see
you
smile at me.
so without looking back
i fell
down
down
into desireandlove
that tasted like
m i d n i g h t.














Comments
--
Here dead lie we because
we did not choose
To live and shame the land
from whih we sprung
Life, to be sure, is nothing
much to lose
But young men think it is;
and we were young.
-A.E. Houseman
--
"You've a good heart," she told him. "Sometimes that's enough to see you safe wherever you go." Then she shook her head. "But mostly, it's not."
--
mello
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