Of Night & Silence

Night haunts her bones
and with each shiver, each breath,
the riverbeds of desire break and pour
with streams of stars aching
to flow over his skin,
into his soul,
with each heartbeat silence dilutes her
into the wine and ink
burning to be the blood
flowing through his flesh,
drunk on the warmth of his heart, his core.

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