day goes and i awaken
chill dark room
i tend to my room
adding more trash to the walls and ceiling
i think of my lover and our visit
oh i miss him so
a week together was not fulfilling enough for either of us
torn away from each other
oh so much blood and tears
our hearts stitches torn as we part
we settle back to our regular communication
pure brain
we listen to each others thoughts throughout the day
talking to each other about little details
we are truly one
its been 4 days since ive seen him
though the wounds dont sting as badly, they still lay
gapping open with hardly any care
despite as much as i try to heal them
without him, there will always be a wounded void there
oh how i miss his lips
mine stay dry without him
dry
cracked
bloody
burned
i try to replace the feeling of his kisses with a pipe
hardly any effect
besides the loops it leaves in my brain
to which confuses and humors my lover as he listens to my thoughts
i need to be in his arms soon again
we plan for the night the dead gathers
he will be here in my arms that week
our hearts can sew themselves together once more
whole again we can feel
days going by as we stare into each others eyes
and share warmth in arms
loneliness no more
i truly go hungry without him
but even after
he will have go to back home
take care of his sister and grandmother
make more money to support them
even if he stayed he would burn
im used to nights being warm and mornings almost killing me as i fall sleep
he has no tolerance to such
his world was perfectly cold
i hope the week of the dead is cold enough for him here
my dearest dominic we will no longer have to do such migration soon
soon i will join u in ure world and we can live under one roof
we will live our dreams and dance every night in the air together
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Cadrewolf2
03:32 May 14 2025
amazing