To consume each other’s
dreams
And
them become them,
Binary
stars forever falling
Into
each other.
The
sharp contrast
Between
black and white
And
color.
Learning
to know you
As
one knows thyself,
The
sweet gentle warmth
Without
end.
Trust
without fear,
Love
without pain;
A
world painted in each other’s desires
Our
private Dyson sphere.
Where
the waters never bitter,
The
tense storms bed down
Just
as they arise,
Leaving
only the sweet mist of desire
And
the deep inevitable growth
That
pulls two souls into one.
Hearts
bound in vibranium,
Impregnable
from the outside,
Each
absorbing the other.
The
endless embrace
that absorbs into sleep
Giving
birth to tomorrow’s dreams
And
the sweet promise of better days.
Once
gone, you find yourself
Grasping
at seductive shadows
Losing
form at your approach
Smiles
turn to fangs when your back turns.
Heavy
steps lead away
Back
into the darkness,
Anything
less would be death.
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