A/N Okay, this is a fairly blatant tribute to tasteslikemiso. I wanted to try writing in her style, but she really knows her noodles, so if you like this at all, go check her out! Peace all
two voices that call out in the night in fear of becoming alone (and don't remember how)
Your hands are large, unwieldy
hairy things and not worthy
of the gentleness of your soul
(you clasp my hand to your chest)
flashing that look at me, that dark look (the one you know I hate)
I am forced to rethink my plans (my dreams, my everything)
step in line, and be with you
the way I know I was meant to be
figure of a bygone era
stands upon the horizon
his hands are full of rose petals
calm down for me (you won't do it for yourself)
touch me
taste me
set my soul on fire
beauty that chains me to living (for how could I leave now?)
fleeting momentary light in my eye
you cannot stay forever
like a feather, so fragile (lost) caught on a springtime breeze
like a fine old wine sipped with anticipation
like green tea served in the afternoons
like games of shogi on the sunlit porch
like growing old gracefully (disgracefully)
We are one soul (it's that simple)
you try to absorb the sins of others
(the pain, the fear, the loss)
like a tragic handkerchief stained with blood
let my tears wash you clean
I know you know I know you know
on crescent-moon nights (always in the rain)
I take my anger into battle
that I cannot say forever (and know it)
warm sheets
entangle my legs
your breath on my earlobe (and I don't even bother to wake)
your slender body must have been cut to fit mine
my silhouette your outline flicker
as we merge to one in the night