Fit of Dreams
Hissing waves of sea foam fatigue Slip through my coiled spine, shattering the bones into anemic flesh I flail through the violent surface, spitting lungfuls of torture, my blind eyes open wide as slumber’s suffocation scrapes for my flesh Twisting from its grasp, I awaken to your warm breath strong fingers at my breasts satin lips on my neck and your soft murmur vibrating through my pores I turn press my face to yours, s...