Colorless and infinite
behind flickering irises
and crossword capillaries
I just want to feel warmth.
As spark begets flame
I am engulfed in you
Tunneled into, frozen moments
and hours of deafness
I just want to own your words.
Push back the impact
to fragments of sentences
to pinpricks of vessels
and blossoming bruises.
Your breath is scalding
Heavy, blunted
borne from weakening flesh
and pickpocket memories
I just want to taste my compulsion.
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