Dark Poet

Your words are like sticky knives
Sweet quills laced with arsenic
Floating across the miles
Aiming for my heart

Your aim is deadly, hitting marks
Passionate invitations 
Touching heart and tender spots
Tracing my desires

I long to be as you describe
Running free to love, explore
Our hearts and limbs entwined
Beating out our own love song

Special poet with eager mind
Oft I feel your kisses soft
Running down my neck, wet
like tears upon hot skin

Come explore where dreams begin
Together holding hands
Trapsing sand and towering wood
As we were when life began

edm