Stars

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In these quiet hours, your chest rises and falls. In these hours you’ll never know, your nostrils flare as you kick your bare feet against my shins. Smoking my cigarettes, I just sit there watching you thinking about how natural you are compared to all the rest, and how much I would like to crawl inside of you and just disappear. Drinking my cup of tea, I massage your legs, and as my fingers glide across your flesh, I wish to take you, but you’re tired and now’s not the time for me to be a dick. Nor to think with it, either. But I imagine I could be your baby. I imagine myself cocooned within you, so infinite and timeless like that look in your eyes whenever you smile. When you smile, it makes me think of a cat sprawled out on the porch beneath a warm sun, or a dog getting its belly rubbed while chewing a stone out in the garden on some restless, Sunday afternoon. Such thoughts, they make me smile a smile just like yours. Stroking the skin of your knee, I talk to you and watch as you frown between dreams. I’m tempted to pinch you. To push you off the bed and watch as you hit your head on the way down waking up so startled and shaken while calling out my name. I’ll hold you close and rub myself against you doing my best to act the gentleman, but really my intention is to get with you and leave this place behind because I don’t belong here and I never will so take me with you. Take me away to the stars and smother me with your magic until these useless fears that rule my life fade away like everything else.

A Journal for Damned Lovers Volumes 1 & 2 on Amazon.co.uk

A Journal for Damned Lovers Volumes 1 & 2 on Amazon.com

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