All the dead are singing their beauty to you and you can not see your own. I can see it. I can see it in your fingertips dancing over the keyboard giving yourself life outside of our careful bounds near the edge of the water. Near the edge of the world we designed. In this we have seen creation and we have seen it pass. It almost was, surprising me with the significance it could have had in my already fluttering hands.
Rest your head against my leg, sighing with half-eyed contentment. I can see the smile creeping into your eyes as I run my hands down your chest pressing above your heart. Our beats are reflecting in mimic times, the world crippling, filling with the voiceless heat mongers out for a day's jaunt. Our skin speaking in a language of its own design. We are watching the day slip through our fingers amused at our own slick flesh. We are making this bed our home for a little while before the movements swallow us up, floating in our own safe directions.
I dream of your lips almost nightly. My fingers looped in your hair spread over the softly perfumed pillows as you shimmer between the sheets of a dangerously cool summer night. My hands run down your arms following trails of hardened muscle and harder scars with my mind bent on touching butterfly kisses to the inside of your thoughts. I make love with words. My eyes fail in the darkening night as I wait for my name to make it into your mouth. I am sugar. Honeyed in a deepening pool of amber where you now rest your fingers. I am a blooming god with heavy flesh lingering on your lips, just visiting for awhile. I like your name and want to eat it up. I want your hands to play their own game. I want our breath to mingle until new worlds form the horizon breaking the dawn into shatters so we can stay in the dark forever.
I want all of our beauty to be free in the world carefully lying down together in a tangle of limbs and teeth for these moments that we can allow to happen. I want our dreams on the edge of the world ready to jump. I want you and that is all you will ever need to know.
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