asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,

You startled me, and with your skin
you rode me like the dawn.
we were firecrackers and cigarettes
we were so young back then.

and you with both your hazel eyes
would swim lazy in the lake
and i would grip you fervently
with these large hands of mine.

the taste of salt upon your chest
the taste of midnight in your hair
beneath the mill of wildberries
i think i knew you best.

when all the world were fresh water streams
you laughed your days away
and i in blissful reverie
laid kisses on your neck.

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