And they lay there,
Them two,
beating,
Two hearts steady
Beating
Beating.
His hand in her hair,
His taste in her mouth.
Hand the wind blew fierce
And the house grew cold
And creaked as if Reckoning Day had come.
But the fire,
Flames twisting, turning
Twisting, turning,
It roared bigger than before
It's flames twisted, turned.
Fiery men of unknown origin danced a vicious dance,
Dipping and diving,
Twisting and turning.
And it threw shadows on the wall.
The Shadow Men danced and danced
Coming and going,
Coming and going.
In and out, they played among the curtains
Coming and going,
Coming and going.
And the dog whined, deep in his throat,
As the Shadow men danced,
As the flames told a story,
And as they two lie upon the bed,
Two hearts beating,
Beating.
 Kunochi Kurocho-sama · Fri Feb 01, 2008 @ 01:50pm · 0 Comments |
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