May 11, 2007 01:47
i had a dream we were in love
she would kiss my shoulders in the mornings
soft like mountain rain, her fingers down my spine
opalescent drops to save my burning skin
in response, my bones alight on hers
sunlit skeleton mimicking the thin heat of her blood
when she burns, brightly cold
I draw lines of fire across her palms and bring her back to life
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