Literature
Wood Chips and Bone
Fused within stone, perplexed within sand
crushing my heart in your hands,
Lost beyond conscience, in distance so grand
I smother my face in your love.
We gloried in moments with winding momentum,
synching our pace in the dance.
White hands clasped, melting, immixed in our motion,
then feet slipped and trapped us as one.
Caress me in spirit, hold my face close,
whisper your love in my ear,
beguile me in pleasures, music compose ---Please!
Affixed in your arms, I'm alone.
Immortal and ceaseless, this still coexistence
united, unfree in our love.
Kiss my cheek now in your passive resistance
Welded in wood chips and bone.