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Dark December
Dig in deeper with those lips till I am
Firm with bruised kisses,
I want to taste the darkness inside your mouth.
Slap me around with your
Sensuous finger of steam
Wet with feelings;
But we're talking too much
Into each other's teeth,
Let's save some words for the
Silence between our breaths.
I want to push into you
And pull away from myself,
Create a knot of our language and morph
Into your passive aggressive.
[ii]
I'm sewing shut the lips
Succulent of poison's grim tear
Drizzling with an ache to bear
The memories of you between these sweaty hips.
I can feel the strips of your nostalgia begging
To crawl out of my skin;
Shiver trails smudged in your cold finger tips,
Your kisses buried some weary corner akin.
I miss you in all the [i]wrong ways
(the way you've grown inside of me)
Published 27th Dec 2009
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