Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Desert Love

Our love is bound by chasms
Silted with shadows
In parts horological
And parts foibles.

You will be my ruin
And yours, I.

In this circle of time
Wilting flowers 
And desert rhymes
Will descend lovingly
On our entangled flesh.

Only in death
Can lovers unite
When flesh corrodes flesh
Can lovers smile.

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