I want to walk alone, lure you out
of dusk, call you with my insanity,
add some color to my silver….
Does your eyes dine on me,
counting the pulses I take?
Irises roam down pale blues,
to my fingertips, just to feel
warmth….
I’ve known you were there,
amongst my reflection,
on the tip of another conscience….
Close, I feel you vibrate through me,
taking your time to douse me with
your delusions…
Up against you, wind need not
separate us as we feed…
vitality
Can you hear me flow, ebb
to you slowly, weaving my
taboo?
Lightly I stir, awakened,
head back into you I release,
dark and light collide…
Mouth on my melody, and so
we begin, eternity waits as so I
am yours eternal…..
PoeticDarkness 
field of thorns
“on the tip of another conscience”, great line!
Pepper
darkmuze
Thank you:)