You are a smooth cool cloud Floating in the dark I rest, cheek to chest Bosom to breast The hum of silence Calm and loud ...
I'm the girl you kiss once before you flee. The girl you lose your breath chasing after until her arms and legs give way. You tackle my fatigued body to the ground, and we roll through the grassy ground, my limp body positioned and posed by your strong, veiny hands. The lion devours the lamb and takes his leave. Your menacing gait marching...
