Bruising Waves
May 29, 2013
Just let me curl to your form
Sleep in the same bed and
Inhale,
Your wonderful light as air scent.
Maybe it's dark and heavy,
Like the ocean waves crashing
Against the shore that smother it,
With battered and bruising kisses.
Either way I would be content
If I was the shore
And you the sea.
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