spoon whispers

I will show you a place    
where its safe in the dark    
absorbing the ghosts of yesterday    
through the crook of our bodies    
while velvet-glass whispers    
chase obsidian carved monsters    
from deep wailing caverns    
   
keeping one faint beat    
lost in supple event horizon    
we explore tender sensations    
that caress skin and heart    
 
slowly drifting on dying breath    
we fall asleep    
in celestial bond