Let's speak in husky tones unraveling our clothes and kissing monotonously our skin waxing and waning fading into the sheets
Let our ligaments combine gracefully to form branches of snakeheads striking venom on the softest flab of skin between collarbone and jaw
Let the only thing escape from our lungs be each other's names sugarcoated in a scream lost in our bones engraved with a silent moan
Let our secrets absorb into the pores of a pillowcase falling in sleep like our souls
Let my hands grasp your heart and my fingers slither through your veins drilling a hole through your spine so that you can collapse limp in the cradle of my arms devoid of any life, your eyes shards of glass glazed over by the desire for love somehow reflecting my own through a mirror, exchanging affairs with your strands of hair softening the callouses of my lust hungry knuckles meeting your cheekbones for a farewell greeting
This love is Medusa,
Help me I'm turning to stone
