Monday, February 3, 2014

Will You Save Me... If I save you?

Sorrowful swindles swim whispering winds.
Desire's alight in my quivering gaze.
Your eyes, your smile, your raspy voice-
Each a treacherous labyrinth too great to discern.

Fingertips trail titillating circuits of wondrous despair.
Eyelashes blast crippling rounds with shocking aplomb.
A gasp, a moan, a sigh, a scream: melodious ecstasy
As I squirm my response to your fervent touch.

If you grasp my hand you take from me my languid vacillation.
Do what you will to destroy my straining autonomous streaks.
I exist with neither a care in the world nor a will of my own,
Save to kiss away the tears glistening your delicate cheeks.

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