No fantasy, but desire on a platter. She pleads with her eyes. "No, girl. You have to say you want it." A lie? Who knows; he's not letting go. A strip of leather trails loose from his wrist. This fractal life, in the details. Tendons waiting to snap. power coiled, release it all at once I swear, they would wait for you; What moon or star would dare move with your gaze upon it?
my motivations are myriad: a thundercloud-darkened sky, to spend another day with you. living this life, alone and together.
speak not of love speak not of forever speak of moonlight and philosophers and I'll know you mean it moments overcome
on love of purity Now when I taste cranberry juice, I know what part is cranberry, the sugar, water, what other juice.
a cloak covered in symbols I'll not hide in crypticism always
moments of weakness
crystal kisses, heart of glass, sing one pure note, don't you want to? one of a hundred in a chandelier windchimes forgotten singing to the tree
and dreams that want to wait two lovers that keep looking knowing they will be together a laugh is love harsh mistress, as you are