Slumbering within the icy heart of desire.

one soul consumes another

slumbering with the icy heart of desire

in the rain opposite your bus stop

echoing with the shadow of its end

as one gets on the bus leaving the other behind

a tantalizing dance around their quarry’s essence.

their Heads bowed

their lives collide.

the hue of longing

against the ebony canvas of solitude.


The hourglass of tangled desires.

loneliness awakens within, nestled

like molten honey beneath the ruins

euphoria and obliteration and vulnerability

merge into one

sacred fragments

almost like they are not sure

if they will ever see each other again.


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