FramesBlonde (lowkey_liesmith) wrote, @ 2004-11-14 13:56:00

The apprentice
Hast I the gall to fuel these flames...
to stoke these fires; this furnace that burns
like an eye in the lull of lust
or lips that quiver unto your touch.

Formed within the cores of long dead stars
Our fates entwined with fell destiny...
And with it carry much more woe
than one of my stature should hope
for undecipherable these mysteries remain
when the flames so mercilessly burn.

Was love formed in those moments
when even light opened its eyes like a newborn babe?

Those far off places
that beckon with a glimmer
unreachable by all but dreams
of the end of this long winter
are a wellspring to these thoughts
these kisses smilingly caught
in the hand of this quiet wanderer.

The sun hangs low in the November
and the lovers that lovingly lie
'neath the covers of their soft smooth sky
Will witless each other render.

For this love...
this sweet, sweet love
could drown the bravest warrior in tears
and whispers softly
of kind and blissful years
spent in a binary apprenticeship:
sweetly fumbling hands
and my lips explorers of
your body and its unexplored lands
a tireless ecstacy...
wrought of you and me.

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