There, before you, Lies the man, beached On your shore, all the Pain finally peace, finally Peace. & we rise from sleep, Eternally spurned, before Every silent thing, we pray. Our church filled with organs Put keys to all the hosannas & all gods become possible With these things. Stay, Touch me forever, let me die Mid coitus, my limbs stretched, My toes curled, biting air, My teeth white with ululation. Do not cum for you will leave & this room will not contain All our solitude, our monologues. Catch us, cauterize us in Your mouth hotter than hell, Sweeter than heaven, he used To say. We stay, watch you, Smoking, faraway, the wall Prettier than our naked selves, Hunger soft beneath eyelids. O how you tumble away & i Listen at the door, the window Partly open, sun set dabbed On the dresser, the twentieth Ring an almost echo, your Voice, a pretend presence: I'm not available at the moment, Please leave... I leave, not far, the door Knob hotter than ice. I Melt, dribble to the floor, Find paper flowers-poetry Always in bloom, filled with Awe & the bloody throb Of my purpling heart. I will wait for you to stay & open your always empty arms, Cradle me within, save me. For I want to die beautiful, Wild & wanton mid orgasm, eating Your breath, drinking your skin, Breathing your air - such Unbearable pain, such pleasure. *** ![IMG_20181115_051958_607.jpg](https://files.peakd.com/file/peakd-hive/warpedpoetic/k2m7qXeC-IMG_20181115_051958_607.jpg) <sub>*Took this picture long ago when I was almost happy.*</sub> ©Osahon, 2020.