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I'll never say it's all about you,
I've waited here for too long
to just give that away...

I watch the sky suddenly awaken,
radiant rainbows burst in every direction 
as if this new violent light will 
forever wrap around the earth.

The night is chilled for
the first time in weeks
and all I can long for now
are my arms around you,
the secret sweet torrents
of hands and lips searching.

And long after the fireworks fade,
the smoke will hover around
like a living spectral mist,
the afterimage of something
both blindingly beautiful and temporary.

And it will harden my heart when you go away again,
a lust will still sear beneath my flesh,
deep below any scar you'll ever be able to find again.

No one deserves to know 
where those trace end or begin.

I'll never say it's all about you,
I've waited here for too long
to just give that away...

The night is chilled for
the first time in weeks
and this is when your car
would wind along the mountains
and every city light turned into
a distant pinpoint throbbing with light.

And long after the sun went down,
we'd crash in that confined space,
only knowing more heat as clothes
were violently torn away.

And that's where your voice
became pure poetry to me,
something to always cherish,
something to always be haunted by.

Your lips would tremble against my ear
in a way that was a pure contrast
to the measured silence we carried,
you whispered words that would burn
as I moved so deep inside you,
it seemed like words that only
a soulmate should ever hand over,
words that I would never repeat elsewhere,
the last secret of us I hold on to now.

I remembered how my heart
would harden as you went away,
promising nothing beyond now,
and how I can never say that
I'd feel you wrapped around me 
long after like a second identical skin.

How I'd taste you in every breath,
your hungry lips pressed tight,
my tongue trespassing the sweet
and softest labyrinth of flesh,
the unseen flaring embers of something
both painfully beautiful and temporary.

No one else deserves to know
where those traces end or begin.

I've searched throughout you 
too much to just give that away.

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Written by elliotlacey31
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