amongtheorchids

Poem-

Make love to me
Before
My thoughts scatter
Like so many branches on a tree
Who's limbs reach high
to touch the sky
While yearning to be free

Make love to me
Now
Part my lips
Like so many dreams
Hungry, they are whispering
'Forget tomorow, even yesterday'
My time is borrowed
Now, set me free

Make love to me
Hurry
Stab my soul
Touch the places I fear the most
No condom's skin, is needed within
To protect me now from ghosts
Just hold me
While I bleed
Until finally, I am free

S.Settles