I am searching for a space
In which we can exist
Somewhere that is not here
On this torrid and tangible earth
An afterlife where there is no history
Only that same unspeakable chemistry
That magnetized two passing strangers
That will forever shackle us and torment
A battered taste of sweetness, of depth
Just a fleeting moment on the lips
Tattooed into the knuckles
But still an eternity.

angus.

it comes to me
in moments
in quiet
alone in nothing
somehow you become my breath
& like iron to blood
i am nourished

you said you adore me
to the very marrow of
your bones and the core
but really the love is
not the frame
it is the very composition
of two jagged souls

the faint spot in the
heavily weighted abyss.