by Yasmina Crichlow

Created on: December 02, 2008

shaded clouds surround the frame

a fire of hate inside it

drops of water slip down dotted lines

as time slips and rewinds

a beat bangs like a drum in war

your heat responding to it

a sand sinks you down more and more

a hand not present to help

i want you, I want you so much

she repeats in between sighs

take me already, biting her hard

is his straightforward reply

tangled webs of kindred spirits rush to freedom

deep in the sparkling sea

blood-stained sheets disrupt the white threads

of the silky sheets they used

calm now, rest your head my dear

tomorrow will be new

she rubs the teeth marks on her neck

content with this feeling too

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