mo brhón ar an farraige ~  (_with yekaterina_)

i [need to]
breathe you
like star dust fragments
colliding
on this pale horizon

leak through me ~
leach into
the barren crevices
ravaged by dust devils
choking the air

subdued by cold flame
my cerulean gaze;
you calm in the warmth
of molotov whispers

igniting spectral spirit pyres
burning haunted remnants
of carrion shroud ambitions
within this branding
a dead heart recrudescence

//
rest in
the
clusters
of
dull clasts
formed in the faults
of [my]
deformed heart
*
wisps light
the cavernous chambers
echoing memories
of
an ocean whispering
untitled love songs
//

finger shush lips
keep last breath promises
at bay for now
as though not to spoil
the realization of lost dreams
with every touch