I have so many burning, aching
Words
in me
Begging
to be dug out
with the shovels of
Your mouth.

The need, it breaks across
My skin
like the fire
of
Mysterious mistakes
and
Autumn,
she is wreaking havoc
on my veins,
whispering
Slow burn
Scream loud
Fuck hard.
Come find me in the night
those pearlized white crescents
beaming into my smoldering complexion,
Our medicine soothing the unquenchable
hunger shrieking through our savage cells
until my moon-sticken complexion is only the
striking reflection of your own expression.
Separate we are soulless,
Together we soar.