...Will I Be With You Again.

March 25, 1997

LAUGHTER CAME EVERY DAY
AS THE BIG HAND TRAVELED
ON IT’S INFINATE JOURNEY

NEXT...

HEAVY BREATHING AS
WE MASSAGED THE FLOOR
WITH OUR FEET

NEXT...

MOULDING THE FLESH
BENEATH MY HANDS
WITH ALL MY HEART

NEXT....

FILLING MY MOUTH AND
THEN MY STOMACHE
AS MINE DOES YOURS
WITH WHITE HOT LIFE

NEXT...

YOU START TO WHITHER AWAY
AS FLESH THAT NOW HANGS
FROM YOUR SUPPORTS
TEARS ITSELF APART

THEN...

MISSING THE WARMTH OF
YOUR POWER WRAPPING
AROUND MY DRAINING SHELL
DWINDLING EVERY DAY
REFUSING TO PASS TO
THE LIGHT THAT MASSES
RAISE AND SING SONG TO

WHEN...

THE ONLY QUESTION LEFT
UNANSWERED


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