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June 13, 2009
Meloncholy
How would we start this
for the longest time I wondered
I wanted it to be subtle like a hurricane
I wanted to leave me in ruins with the taste
of ash in my mouth
I wanted rain showers for days
storms hurling winds, howling in the heights
mayhem, cyclones, so I could come to you
and take your breath away offering silence
I wanted pain so deep I could not inhale
an agony that comes for dinner and stays
lurking in the guest room or maybe on the couch
I wanted it present, unforgiving and clear
I wanted you to fall through me
spreading like black fever
corrupting me layers deep
so I could lay rosy cheeks with you inside me
I would have waited for you
like death or a beginning where
we could start all over again behind
closed steamed windows in meloncholy
Posted by Idinraha at June 13, 2009 02:38 PM