iheartpirates

I feel like I've lost this, this talent to turn this situation into words into poetry, into ways to explain how you pull my chest bones apart like curtains and peer inside,   and how all you can see is you and a bloody heart, and you, oh how you hang from my oesophagus,   your hands all pulsating and my organs all swelling. The tension between us is both unbearable and kind hearted, you touch my arse and I want to kill you.

Sweet, curling, flickering tongue,      Amore and cologne take this dance.          Satin hues, and musk, and hearth,     Smothered by the latest romance. Pilgrim sister, and unlocked mind             Our delight is rightness, we know;                Every thieved flash is an ecstasy, Tell me after, where will we go?      Our virtue is true, I would give it to you,    Everything, and after, and more.       Contented and  harmless and gifted to be,      This time and place, it is what I am for.