On Echoed Whispers (with the lovely HumanityImpaled)
By Malice In Wonderland
Fingertips are feathers
caressing a sand castle wall
in a dungeon
that never sees
the rising of the Sun.
Wandering
On echoed whispers
Bouncing off the crumbling walls
And lovers
lips,
(you taste like a disaster in the making)
A nectar
based frosting
on a cake made of nitro...
I can not blow
for fear of granulating you...
so I simply wrap my mouth
around
the candle
and extinguish you
with my tongue.
The
burn means nothing anymore...
and your lips are smooth
and
cold as marble,
and I could suffocate like this forever...
As these barbs
falling from the heavens
feel like rain drops
kissing my skin
and
I would rather be nowhere...
but here...
in your arms.
And
we're walled into eternity...
heedless
of our bloodied skins
and scarred feet...
I feel
the
silken threads
of your hair on my cheek.
Your breath
feels like
a calming storm
that pulls
each and every
hair
on the back of my neck
to a taut,
straightened,
to the point of breaking,
position.
There is no catching
of the breath.
And it's like ice rushing through my lungs
And a-fib has never felt so amazing...
And your arms
flow like silken sheets around me...
I'm wondering
if
is this heaven or hell.
Fantasy
and
reality..
feel like a pair of male rams...
butting horns
for a girl
they both dreamed of...
I'm a dreamer by nature,
and
a realist,
second best
but I'm starting to see your better
then either...
And...
I don't really care
if the
locusts swarm us ..
as long as I die protecting you.
I
don't care if I die,
so long as I die with you...
We block
out the world,
any other time...
I don't care if I die,
so long as I die with you...
we block out the world, any other time...
Two embers in a camp fire...
slowly smolder down..
one...
into the other.
Both...
into
each
other.
Author's Note:
With Tim... this was fun and amazing to write, thank you! <3<3<3Comments on "On Echoed Whispers (with the lovely HumanityImpaled)"
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On Thursday, March 17, 2011, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
a beautiful tango of your talents shown here... as blue said rhythmic, charged and haunting.... as it should be
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On Sunday, February 27, 2011, blue
(1454) wrote:
mmmm....the rhythmic to and fro is nearly tangible.... a sexually charged sadistic haunt.. ~b
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A former member wrote:
Absolutely lovely.
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A former member wrote:
how epically pretty...and dreamed........i'd expect nothing less from you both. :)