Swallow Sonnets. . .

I dream your face
to lust your skin
wear them out in subtle ways
These reign the list
of things we common
these things, they keep
the beast at bay..

To play your heart as fragile strings
their ochre tune,
flows down, away
A swallow
is but unfettered love
in sparrow beats
within your veins..
The love song pure
it strums the ear
such flattery, your chest's duress
It flames this spine
as sweet kindle wood
it moves me most,
I do confess..
Yet, these embers
I vow
shan't sputter then fade
it only signs a better begin

I need your life
~ you know, to elevate mine

I need your reasons

abstaining the sin. . . .