By it dosent matter
Date: 2007 Mar 08
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killing cold...

golden glow of sunset melodies
another day come slowly to rest
on this endless track of full extremes
when moonlight comes to serenade
full sixty below out side this sill
with ice as coating this window keeps
out even so much chill
heh
sleep sweet ... sweet lady my ...  but yet still
must i try
in silence more blankets yet
pon your sleeping form lie
and ease open this window past a crack
more than a shoulder racking roar
this type of killing cold feels
like a sharpest knife
over exposed flesh
like a razor is how it feels
slicing so very deep
of ice that never melts
is how how it feels
creeps...
with a quickness i strip to skin
near to cry with the wind
under blankest far more warm yet
to a living body...  yours ... asleep
with utmost gentle care
bring with kisses
with soft caress
warmth traded for warmth
till full aware
in need
with both ourselves buried deep beneath
sweat slow climb
rivers run
timing so very important
as with you on top
i await
yesss
again i am not here
just a body for your pleasure
to be used in this your greatest need
as you grind yourself on top of me
and i await
the first tremble
the first contract
wip off the blanket and we both scream
skin so alive to the killing cold
yet bodies straining to complete
locked in a struggle past life
the razors of the winds
dulling pon these our skins
till at last
with a soft cry you have collapsed
silently weeping
as i pull back our warmth
gather us in our blanket nest
return once more to the sanity of the world
with one last thought before sleep
knowledge that
i still gotta close that damn window before much longer yet.