Friday, August 2, 2024

Endless Night

 Every night,

Spent with You,

I grasp onto,

Like quicksand,

Slipping through my fingers.


The end of the world, or the beginning of time?

I can't decipher, which timeline is mine.

But the feeling's the same,

I don't want to drift,

For tomorrow is never promised.


So trap me here,

In  this pleasant despair,

Hanging onto words that fall from thin air.


Tie me down by my bones,

I'll accept the unknown,

If each night can last until it's just us alone-


I'll whisper and moan,

Hips winding,

Mind thrown.


Where does the night end,

The veil never shown.

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