asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
asklepiades
asklepiades

st1

and you, for one, would stare at me
your eyes the colder of our nights
which we did spend haphazardly
wrapped in blankets of us

and for each word you didn't say
i dreampt dreamlessly in to the afternoon
where waiting for me in the breeze
you laid your burdens down

so touch me with your summer tongue
in air as humid as my skin
where i lay helpless nakedly
you run your torch on through me

seasons change as pillars fall
your voice is low and catching
though some nights i dont speak at all
as you lay flush against me
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