When after a week
He is grunting
Startled at the suck
Of my body
At the impossible of his luck
He won’t know
How easily we arrived here
Playing beats in the half light
Won’t know that I have washed these sheets today
And I will again tonight
Won’t know that I ruin love
With the melody of men
Slipping into the soft hunger of my dreams

Won’t know that I can make storms
And quiet them

With just a breath

I have no sense of time
For when you came to me in a blackened Knight
A token that was broken
Blind from dangers
And past life
Twisted sighs
Sunken earth and darkened sky
Pieces float to you
And earth has no filter
Tainted
And years go wither when I came through you
And no headstone can replace a memory
Listened silence
And I wave
And I wave
And I wave to you
When at first I came to you
And a flower is like a hair
Touches nothing from a shadows unseen glair
Life has no form and waters rage deep
Blended pleasures between this storm under oceans feet
Fed daggers
Hidden
Buried
Sweet
Confused when you take this form
Rushing life from you only births still born
Masturbation lay at my feet
And love sways full moons

My eyes look at you
Push my wall
Heavy
Burning
Deep
Cannonballs
My eyes look at you
Stars pierce my souls
Falsified milk
Waiting for your semen to make me whole
And so my eyes look at you
Waiting
For
It
Because spit can’t transmit

This

And so

My eyes search for you

My eyes search

For a son

For Fertility

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