lay with me
while the record player
plays sweet melodies
on the surface
of your skin
and we feel
the rhythms within
lifting our bodies
to places we have never been
You were that haunting dream, whispering an unmistakable permanence into my heartbroken wilds. They'd woven a wrath to slow choke any radiance sought, but you wore out the killing's unwelcomed welcome & rained your flames. Waxing candles blow away the rough. #FridayKiss#vss365