Can't you feel it drumming
With the laughing of the gulls
Itching -
Twitching
Clawing to get out
Tearing up
Inside of me
Trying to escape
Ripped wings
Just to flee
Drinking
Gulping down
My blood
Filling me with lust
A torturous flood
Torrential monsoon
A drenching
- quenching
Grip of desire
Occluded moon
Sugar and
Silver spoons
Violet silk to pluck
Unravelled lace
Pull me into
This gripping place
A furnace of
Uncontrollable
Stubbornness,
-the sternness
Of longing
Flushing red
Screaming
Waking the dead
Darkness
Vanquished
Fly through stars
Finally,
A touch...
No longer so far.
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