16 June 2011

my eyes
grow dark
and dim
bleared with
ravenous
desires as
the glow
emanates
from your
center
burning holes
through the
crisp skies
that even
now the
birds will
avoid

your smile
quickens
the pulse
and my blood
thunders
down my
veins
everybody's
going down
no one
will be left
standing
you bring
the bright
morning
and i
the night's
murderous
intent.

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