InkBoy's blog: "CemetarySoundPoetry"

Just(U/us)

Plush heart in hand I

make

waves into letters

that curl into Your name

My fingers brace it,

knowing that to break it

would be

a thousand deaths for my own

I want to absorb it

Cradling the velvet muscle

I bring it to life

and

heal every fracture

with soft kisses,

murmurs

My lines are drawn

against the beat of chest..

so effortless it is to be

enslaved

by this moment

The camera flashes

imperials of sun- scorched beauty

to capture my intent

So unreal

Even I know I am asleep