Two nights ago,
we were kissing and making up.
Those somehow are always the best kisses,
that somehow is always the best way to make up.

Because you really need each other then,
I mean really NEED each other,
because my flesh forms grafts on your wounds,
and your sweat washes me clean.
Your tongue,
my god,
your tongue
anesthetizes me

to the loneliness that i have felt
your mouth is sweet surgery
removing
that cold blackness that spread in me.

You really NEED each other.
Its been so long, and you've just got to feel each others finger-tips
before you forget what they feel like.
I used to have the map of your body memorized,
I need to remember the roads that I take to get to you.

You burned me,
then I burned you,
and then we apologized
and then we
built a bonfire of ourselves,
we ignited because there had been a drought
and we were tinder-dry for each other.
We fanned our flames
and consumed each other,
and I couldnt remember
it ever being this hot in here.

We needed each other
and so we gave it.
I had you.
You had me.
I took you.
You took me.

again, again, again,
I did not want it to end.

01/25/2009

Posted on 01/25/2009
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