Sense

I dreamed I watched you

as you slept,

a mirage so true,

impression kept.

I saw your chest 

swell and condense.

We know we're blessed;

we have that sense.

I listened as your heart

beat out my name

like I am a part

of fiber and vein;

I brushed my fingers

along your body:

goosebumps linger,

but dreams are foggy.

And, oh, how my chapped lips

so begged to be wet,

to meet hands, thighs, and hips,

to know the taste of sweat.

If you'd only turn to me,

open those ocean eyes,

we'd melt as primal synergy

as one among the skies.

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"I feel an urgent need to apologize. I did a terrible thing in a terrible dream And now I can't look you in the eyes." Kevin Devine People are So Fickle

"'Cause your cracked, dry lips leave traces and more. I wake up wanting you. I wake up wanting you." The Unwinding Hours Traces

Way to Grace

Silence and a starry sky,

cool air on your face,

don't you wish that you could fly

and find you way to grace?

Oxygen and arteries 

and words caught in your throat

and all the times that you found me

inside the notes you wrote

amount to lore and fairly tails

and truths too dark to light.

I am each breath that you inhale. 

I am your moon at night.

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"I don't want to breathe without you. You're my oxygen." New Found Glory Oxygen

For We Arose

I wish my voice

could hug your shoulders

and turn the noise

to dust.

Let my heart

clear out your path.

This is art

or this is lust.

I warn you this:

I'm always in...

wet lips to kiss,

combust.

So if it's love

your veins require,

look up above

and trust

that in the shadows,

I won't fade.

For we arose

of stardust.

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"My cotton mouth was wet with you..." Kevin Devine A Billion Bees