A Mended Kiss I RegiveA Poem by Perdition"From Your Lips To Mine:" an edited versionThere
are many woods ahead and the indigent rains will smile the crop of sky in her dark winter’s robe weeping her way back home yet here is where I often stop my head as distant as I came hard beneath the branches and
I know tomorrow grows so much deeper than I realize the hunger from my starving well your beating heart groans beneath strings of white marrow black tangled braids operate through my cavernous chest as I become the silence in your silent room, watching, waiting my mirror images at play your breasts pressed into the moon’s tongue there are teams of horses still here tonight nocturnal hooves galloping through wet and open dream beating my mind where I did not intend and absence is our redemption a promise I made long ago a promise I gave to the end and in the end what deeper bond should I regret what deeper depth, regrets me still, it is in this the mire I adore your
love in the want where we are torn delicate as delicate knows our name and you are warm A question hovering the
covers in my empty bed and beautiful as an arrow about to strike hours before the taste of shame completes its journey I will crawl, a wild lion anesthetized I will slow my breath in the snare you have designed my sight commanding to a darkness as light is merely a want and wistful glow indulgent in my sorrows and who am I to sleep within the sun and who am I to love with hands unable where our life remains reliant on the hours of little things © 2018 PerditionAuthor's Note
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