x Faithful x
Your haunted eyes have seen the cruellest of fists.
You now breathe in the spices of my cologne.
I whisper my unconditional dreams in your tender ears.
The blade of your feverous kiss slits the gut of my drunken senses.
I place my aching head on your sensuous shoulders and hold your hand for dear life.
Our bodies are permanently tied to a sweet constant.
You snare the hare of my heart, as the barley fields sway to the trembling lust of the benevolent wind, and the colossal beat of the cider barrel drums in the smouldering summer furnace of our orchard of love.
I roll the dice of my soul and watch it tumble into yours.
You tell me the cut-throat secrets of your water lily heart.
You cut me an angelic lock of your brown ribbon tied hair.
I gift you a posy beneath our cedar tree, in the hope of the sun.
We place all of our intimate enigmas and desires in a mason jar tagged with our names.
The ash from our cigarettes falls to the floor with all of our sins.
We are faithful, like fire is to the dark. xxx
x J J E x