Violent Bliss
All I feel as you grab my arms The bloodless knife slipping from stunned fingers A scene of violence suddenly changed.
Silent tears touch your sunny hair And your lips meet my neck like a promise Your fingers hinting at your intent.
Gasping, my hands rise to clasp you And the loneliness is lost in one solid wave Of never-ending bliss.
Tohru Morisato · Wed Nov 17, 2004 @ 12:35am · 0 Comments |