My words are limited.
” Ice”

My fascination with you is endless.
My love is cruel.
My dreams are all consuming;
Like forest fires and your kisses.
Every word that I have ever cherished,
If I could never say them again.
My love, I would not miss them at all.
Your eyes will burn them into me,
Over and over and over again.
Just like your touch would tattoo me
with all the words of the world that would be lost.
The only words that matter to me beyond all others are,

You saying my name in the dark.
like a prayer
like a dark, glittering, sinful promise.

and your name that I will sigh

Like time
like the sea
like my burning obsession with you.


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