By Marshall Hann
Submitted by Blessed23
Date: 2009 May 31
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Naked Lights

How terrifyingly beautiful
we are,
like summer air
we tumble about
colliding occasionally
with certainty and force,
how cautiously chaotic
we are,
when our eyes close
and our lips touch
(how ravenous we become
under the suns warmth)

I felt you slide silently,
somewhere into the sunset
as a tender gasp
escaped your throat
and you let me ravish
your body
with quiet determination.
There, in those moments
I drowned in you
and your body

Then like the northern lights
you slipped away.

You were never meant to be held
(like your red dress,
your heart looked better
tossed upon the floor)