Words flame out to fill the space and distance
between us....
i create the words,
and they create me.
The words escape, unheeded,
uncontrolled and controlling.
I let them go,
to flame you,
through the space and distance,
calling, arousing, carressing...
leaping from me to you,
maintaining your high,
and feeding your love...
They bind us, closer still, as i give life to
a new word, a phrase, a sentence
that forges another link to hold us together.
They bring you so close,
so close i can almost smell the skin of your neck,
see the blood pulsing through your throat.
Only words,
from me to you.
between us....
i create the words,
and they create me.
The words escape, unheeded,
uncontrolled and controlling.
I let them go,
to flame you,
through the space and distance,
calling, arousing, carressing...
leaping from me to you,
maintaining your high,
and feeding your love...
They bind us, closer still, as i give life to
a new word, a phrase, a sentence
that forges another link to hold us together.
They bring you so close,
so close i can almost smell the skin of your neck,
see the blood pulsing through your throat.
Only words,
from me to you.
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