Opal calm, cerulean wrap. A wave to the shore, arms by my side. Obliged to feel my move, I stand still. This place quickens me,. Peruses my placement; marches on regardless. Time tondi, attempts to straighten me out. Torpid fall, a moment held to breathe inside. Days were longer in the past. Faster, each all and everything. A rebel without a pause am I. Do you want me here? .

Trails of ink follow each whorl. Each loop a kindred spirit to. Sticky, like the soul that bears them. The use of pitch black against. Exiting through gaping, arched stone maw. Into the mired maze of tombstone teeth. Footsteps taking her away from her. Waiting for deep, delectable laughter. Of her time in candle light.

And meet me within the frame of my lust. Where beauty bares enormous;. The gallant fool that took your place. Let me fall away,. Pray, and please patience, release the time. Help it feel worthy inside itself. The way it felt to slake your thirst;. The burn into distant memories. That want nothing but the blood of your fixed and ruined life. Just bolster your devil with flagrant praise.