Drowning from martyred kisses

chase this traced wound
along ascending arias
lacquered on sliced faces
of saharan ghosts

as my artemis sigh
 drizzles cuneiform rain
seeped from this
in-utero sun

in the hunger of cinerariums
a chorus of phantoms
find their pubescent cenotaphs

where emaciated thorns
starve reflecting petals
inside a purgatorial whisper
we shimmer on the outskirts
of our bonded gleam

falling into
lucid ideologies

cross-stitched we drip
glittering simooms
that warp through
impaled smiles

where bedpan schisms
tango with calligraphed orisons

naked they asunder
as encumbered clarity
strobing through textured thunder

skinned in foucault dimensions

christening agape epitaphs
adjacent to a decapitated gaia

this rosary pendulum
steals stitches
from mended reveries

i’ll wait,
where eventide withers
in the mist of our lyric

fade with me
into this throated euphrates
while we warp
as mirrored bubbles

spawning a
gurgled obituary

this sweet depth
of our dying love
bloomed with you
to the highest breath

this rain is I,

birthing the
laments
you bleed,

while thanatos;
masturbates.