i hate when dreams end like this

the clock was wearing a grimmace it was 4:30 or half past anxiety as i like to call it i was sitting there beside her carefully trying to manuever past the jagged scilence between us

her sexuality was so alive molesting the innocence that we shared in artless glances and i could sense her will struggling against her want and my want willing to surrender. that is the equation for fire

she said…… and i listened
she said ….. and i kissed her
she said….and i loved her until i understood every plateau and curve every scar and smooth surface. i understood what it was to be alive my viens taut and coursing with blurred light and an untamed drum ………………………………

i hate when dreams end like this

sometimes

Killeen, United States

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