Liquid Form By willemshakespeare
I am the soft soap in your shower
Beyond the surface of your slumber
As the day's at the morn
You awaken to me tender trap, drown me
Sinking softly into fathomless realms
Or into the hillside's dew pearled thrill
As your acquaintance
I console your sex as it deems fit
Bethink your legs
Ghostly I never see your eyes
Until I rise up as you propel me
Drag me under please again or
Lure me to your kiss once more
To share the multitude of your vices
Freedom is the haven in your avenues
Of shining glitter and lace
I cast out my kiss,
A prisoner of Siren
Sinking slowly into the dreamlet waters of your sleeping form
The lips of my hungry mouth measure the length of you.
As the net tightens so does my love.
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