glory x seven

I'm going to transfer my vulnerability
to your strength

my body hallelujahs
off  the bed to the sound of your trumphet
blowing sweet love.

with my lips i slice the air of you
you grope my fleshed-out heart,  and
love increases like Christ multiplying bottles of wine

drunk on our ectasy
time speeds by.
brutal tongues fasten, promise everything

oh baby,
the shelter of your arms
melts my need.

me

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