Submissions by tatmic

our passion, as connected as feet on earth
never waver or waned
so longing for each other it stretches reaching for
its half so departed
fodder from its embrace scatters love across their path
engulfing innocence and passer by attention
to be left blooming from its wake
entangled victims are tenants of lust
and volley against each other in mimickery
dancing tightly bound together spellbound till worn to the quick
timeless oblivious embrace overwhelms us unwittingly
carefully shredding all that is not you and me and us
touch electric, standing...