Outside myself, he spun my organs
into the demise of lost dreams, frost that
coats crimson throughout the blue of my veins,
gravity bound, as it pulls me back to his reality.
Mining the caves of my lungs,
he searches for the blood of diamonds
trapping torment in the sanctuary of ivory ribs,
he is entwined within the chambers of my pain.
Search beneath the walls of my sanity
he crafts artistry along the plates of my vertebra,
I am torn to linger inside his preconscious presence,
surrendering without the cultivation of knowledge.
His tongue lashes against my skin,
as needles plunge onto the pin cushion of
a beating bulb, twirling the rootless valves
of minced love within the cleaver of his fingertips.
I emerge from his captivity flickering the
dust from parted lips, tender was his touch,
deceived under the shore of crashing waves,
as they rise to smile upon my strength.
Now he resigns beneath the beauty
of flowers that grow under the salt of my tears.
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