Peering through the spaces
Between all the places we hide.
I will fall and crawl inside you
To suck the smoke from your lungs.
Inhaling your violet vapors
I am agape for each susurration.
Flowing through the river of your veins
I will crest and fall with your every pulse.
I will taste your thoughts.
Let them roll over my tongue,
Until they cascade down my throat
And fill my empty stomach.
I will wear you around me
Until I no longer can
Feel the world that was.
I’ll only feel what we’ve become.
© Brandewulf 2018