Sunday, May 17, 2009

Conception

The light wanes as the ache waxes
The babe sleeps, and I alone
Sit, awake and restless
Love, sweet love,
The scent yet lingers
Of breathes interlaced
Take me down with you
Bodies meshing into one soul
Through the power of osmotic kisses
Gravitating the two stars inward
Feeding one off of the other
Until as one they collide
Burn up together
Creating as one
The Life

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