their love is the velvet darkness

all soft whispers, hot kisses

the clash of teeth on teeth

reminiscent

of blade on blade.

a tangle of curls brown and blonde

mix together

and the delicious sound of

breathy sighs fill the air that is

thick with love/lust.

it is the quiet afterward that always

catches them by

surprise

so they lie, tangled in each others hearts

and together, they won't sleep.

his love will cry in his arms

and they will sing softly

salt tears

trailing down the faces of boys

who will not live to see the dawn.