She was a nightcap poem queen
Fighting furious
Fancily through an alluring alliteration
Ghostly smile her silent steps
Leaving scents and musk upon the sheets

The joyful rebellion, if we could only live for today

Willfully floating, our limbs intertwine where we lay

Arise from the ashes, our new lives spring from decay



Tasted tongue in thrones of the blinding bellows

before she burst

Lick lips within the blanket of darkness

Burning shapes illuminate,

her fingers curve down contoured perfection



Euphoric resistance, if we could only live for today

Soaring sensation, our limbs intertwine where we lay

Arise from the ashes, our new lives spring from decay



Our revolution is love...

(there is no revolution, if you can't save yourself)



Like morning peace...

And we will dance arm in arm

amidst the crumbles of failed empires

and tired ideals, long dead from neglect

they will serve as our stage and solid foundation