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I wrote a poem.
Luckily
meesasometimes and
fannishliss were there to catch me and help me make it respectable.
This is it x
Eternal
...night air cool around them,
bonds to endless black above
void leaching warmth out from
the very blood running dark
beneath exposed skin at wrists and throats
but the black below them was warm
hard and gleaming under sheen of dust
fuelled by running, everywhere and nowhere
perpetual running, moving hard and fast and far,
for ever and ever, world without end
running deeper than the dark in their hearts.
one shivers, the other feels it and
shrugs brown leather from his shoulders
to the other's shoulders (they're his too after all)
bloodied, ingrained with his tears and pain
salt-etched deep with hate and love
that rub and ignite and burn
twin suns in the void, snagged
in a gravity of their own making,
light with nothing more to do
than keep moving, keep burning,
until they consume themselves and each other
'til all that remains is the hard dark of their hearts
the burden trapped eternal in the event horizon's storm
for ever and ever, world without end
but that's okay. Here, now, under the void,
in the cool night air, they still burn.
Luckily
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This is it x
Eternal
...night air cool around them,
bonds to endless black above
void leaching warmth out from
the very blood running dark
beneath exposed skin at wrists and throats
but the black below them was warm
hard and gleaming under sheen of dust
fuelled by running, everywhere and nowhere
perpetual running, moving hard and fast and far,
for ever and ever, world without end
running deeper than the dark in their hearts.
one shivers, the other feels it and
shrugs brown leather from his shoulders
to the other's shoulders (they're his too after all)
bloodied, ingrained with his tears and pain
salt-etched deep with hate and love
that rub and ignite and burn
twin suns in the void, snagged
in a gravity of their own making,
light with nothing more to do
than keep moving, keep burning,
until they consume themselves and each other
'til all that remains is the hard dark of their hearts
the burden trapped eternal in the event horizon's storm
for ever and ever, world without end
but that's okay. Here, now, under the void,
in the cool night air, they still burn.