Trust in me…
Trust in me…
Trust in me and I shall bring no harm to you,
I will keep you, a kept sacraficial lamb
too precious to share with another soul,
a soul alone; a dance dreamed;
a vision of ecstasy drifting on a cloudless sea
of what some might cast as the hue of misery.
a gentle breeze whispers in your ear,
my voice always kept alive,
always sending chills down the spine
which connects the electrical impulses
of erotic love, beyond – beyond -
closer she brings her soul unto he,
the lamb his to tend to for eternity now,
a vow spoken on the winds of desire,
trust in me and I shall bring you no harm,
your heartbeat a solitary motion of my own.
Precious, porcelain skin like silk
in the shimmers of a rainy moon,
the reflections of love dance
in the puddles that form beneath
the window’s sill. Significant to no one
no one, but her, no one but him, -
because they are closer -
closer than any human’s can be.
(c) by Kristy Tallman – May 2009 – All rights reserved in whole and part unless otherwise given written permission by me.
