Untitled: 5/10/2011, 11:29 PM.

I am full of bright red love that snakes along my inner structure and smothers the shadows that have lingered for well over four years now. I can feel them being turned to ash, mere whispers traveling through my veins and past my tongue whenever I repeat our daily three word mantra. I was a ghost- not a soul, but a figure-like mist- and now I am flesh. With that first kiss, you breathed new life into my cocoon of a body and provided the kick-start to my dormant core. And now, with each brushing of the lips and each lacing of the fingers and each wiping of the eyes and each stretching of the mouth, I am taken higher and higher.