beautifully delirious
...flirt with my demons,
tell them I’m beautifully delirious;
they know your name,
written with forbidden flares,
as I am fiercely drawn to you ~
amidst syllables
ink would never dare to scribble,
for if words could wound,
yours would cut through
these veins of want
in ways only the lips
of poetry know how to breathe…
so let me ruin you with one last k i s s ,
and if this is the end ~
remember you
as my beloved moon;
this heart still keeps
seeking,
tripping,
aching,
as your auburn waves
taste these metaphors
in trembling silence,
with the soul-stirred
heat of love unrepentant ...
~ let the galaxies be told... if they must know...
this is my language of love ~
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