I could create a post
About the gossiping stars
I could make a toast
To those lips and the heat
That your frame sends
Up my back as if I’ve been
Laying on a bed of warm crystals
Dreaming of fire
On a pillow of mercy
All my life
Our bodies look good
Glowing neon bright
Like towered searchlights
Scanning the sky
Alerting the planets
To our existence
In case our significance
Has gone unnoticed
By the twinkling lights
Our glittering skin
Blinding all the monsters
In sight with the fright
Of our love
Illuminate me
Overwhelm me
Cast your burdens on
The shores of my heart
I will consume your pains
Round them up and
Pitch them back out
Into a crimson
Shrouded explosion
Of reprieve
Dreaming of fire
On a pillow of mercy
With a bed of eternity
Beneath us
© GÄ