Ether and Flame
In the ether, when I knew you by another name,We inflamed our love, I felt the coarseness of hair
Floating, as I was satin then and cream.
I poured into silk and cotton as overflowing,
We licked and liked, my butterfly bones
Melding into yours, you massaged
And I felt your ego filling up my veins,
When I knew you by another name,
Ingrained you, spelling names in margins.
You were my lover and I was the eyes that shed,
Bled shameless tears, you stroked the
Subtle V and I was lost, carelessly so.
Vapour and trails, silver lines of tissure
Your masculinity was fine hair and friction
And I was done, burned and scored to hell.
Poetry by Elle

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Written on 2015-09-12 at 21:18




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