touch

Fingers of craves on your sweat

Thirst beneath drops of rain fall

A chaos of symphonies clatter

In lines of converse beneath earth.

Call to me in the fall of night

And in the sighs of shivering trees

In thy mystery I bleed ink

On paths burrowed unto your sight.

Your tongue spit flames on epidermis

A careen between pages stained wet

Tempest of storms lost in silence rage

You are the begin of my redeem.

Stutters of steps on track into shores

I am water in your days

Palms merge in soles beneath

Breaths spill on sheets entwined.