When my eyes
tire of their constant viewing demise,
Where do you go
at night as my eyes
sink deep into dreams?
Where do you go,
The sullen sulking of simple minds
Sunken and sworn so sweet like a seraph in the late summer?
Where do you go my love,
With your never-ending legs lazing their way across my body as we lay together?
Where do you go at night
As the rising sun rids my dreams of all their dormant dusts,
And I in my bed so filled with lust?
Saturday, October 2, 2010
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I'm right here, Jesse...
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