1/08/2012

~ cinder alley ~



the good shepherd
lo he left all the others
an' went to look for you




an' yes he did find thee
an' with bruised hands

a shade against my skin
its weight, its will combined with mine. a perfect dose of resistance just to amplify this movement
without past, deeply in the now, breathing future
hungrily, with the pores of our skin

just in a second
growing blackness
a shiver

and what's left of it



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