i parted my lips and
sucked in the eastern air;
cold and brimming
with wintery opportunity.

leaning forward,
i pressed my hunger
against your desire
and tasted escape.

through open doors,
i felt another world
trailing down your tongue
and into my own.

a northern boy
loving a southern girl
in the darkness
and upturned night.

and these images
bounce between memory
and regret, as i vow
to lock you away forever.

the world will never know that i live in whispers...

08/21/2003

Posted on 08/21/2003
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