Sunday, January 14, 2007

Demons of Bliss

We talk in our sleep.
You dream
and I become
words in Your mouth.

Under the cover
of this night
that is our dark flowering
we share passions
that only demons of bliss
could ever imagine.

We throw away
every useless morality
to hear
each other speak
of love.

Passion by Rabi Khan
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