Stirred from restlessness into dark heat.

Fingertips upon lips and eyes discrete, Deafening love becomes a short breath in time so that sealed love will be a fresh lover to bind. Eyes in emerald green I love. Switch to sorrow and temptations of sweet music. Tis deaf in my ears. Vision of love, a candy dip in fear. Tongue slips against the caged shafts of tomorrow. Windless sigh, creating lies and beautiful gifts you hold with sorrow. Deep in love with morrow screams when the nightingales voice clings onto a bloody dream. As unhappy as it deems and lashes out to bring you back to me. Sour whisper slips a breath through clenched teeth and kisses of death. You my sweet, you whisk webs and tangle images in my dreams of bladed tips and red wine so deep. With luscious lips that continue to weep. Kiss me once. Feel like twice. Enter me through what seems nice. Endeavor over streams of sighs and suckle upon my short breaths and cries.

Lashing Out