Aug 1, 2009

Open Wounds

Inspire me.
Let your life bleed through my pen
think ink of our friendship

All that is left of us
my words and your voice
trapped in mind's caverns

Run.
Flee to your vineyards of lust
discover the wine of another

Sip slowly,
cleansing your flesh

with uncertainty, return

and bleed through me.

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