nothing left but golden bones

by inkteardrops

for i shall cling on to your silver streaked rib-cage, that encircles lavender smoke and aureolin desire until the day i die —-james, dominique and holding on for all of eternity —freeverse, for ali

Title: nothing left but golden bones

Notes: This is quite possibly the oddest thing that I have ever written. Sorry about that. I don't actually know where this came from. This was written for The Double Or Nothing Competition – write something of 100 words and then, double it! A massive thank you to the beeyotiful Ali (forgotten timelords)for coming up with the title and this is dedicated to her - she is absolutely perf and she wrote me a fic that made me cry - ily to the moon, bby.

Pairing: JamesDominique

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honey, kiss me with hypnotists lips and paint me in poisonous desire

strip back my skin until we're both mere

skeletons

'cause baby, you and i are nothing but bones

nothing but

-ribcages of silver-

-and collarbones of gold-

-and platinum hipbones-

and one day, baby,

our bones, they will line museum walls,

and our ivory hands

(ivory hands that create masterpieces of cerulean and aureolin and amber and emerald)

shall be interlocked, eternally

because, sweetie, didn't you know that

you and i

will cling on to each other's hope streaked ribcages

encircling lavender smoke and amaranth tears

until the day we

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