ManicWorld Magazine

Lean in
Just the two of us
Call out
My name
So much of me
On your lips
Too much of you
On my mind
This is nothing new
We’ve been here before
Slip me on like silk
Come on baby
Give me what I need
Water
In a wildfire
Hard as steel
Soft as fontanelle
Cool like rain
Hot like hell
Bloom like photos
In a dark room
Lets believe
Love’s illusion
All the things
That can’t be proven
Something pure
Something true
Snow falling
In a white room
Something borrowed
Something new
That something filthy
Inside of you
Pull it up
At the roots
Get you sticky and sweet
Eat you over the sink
Fill you to the brim
Then drink you in
Let it drip
Drop my chin
Let’s fall
Into bed
Like feathers
On the ground
Lay you on your back
Lets spread
Like wildfire
You should see
What I see
When I look at you
You should come
Where we go
When I close my eyes
Tangled tongues and limbs
Conjoined at the hips
Taste the pillow
With your grin
Speak to me
In a language
That only I understand
Something primal

Something brute
Crying out
In a black room
Something timeless
Something strong
A sculpture
In the Parthenon
I’m a brick house
But I fall to pieces
When you come around
We’re a burning bush
Deep underwater
But we’ll catch
Like wildfire