Reflection Of Sound

Your heartbeat echoes through my mind.
Each beat soothing my fears,
Whilst you rest.
Your pulse crashes like waves,
As I trace your goosebumps like a maze.
Sweet silence consumes my thoughts,
As your voice pulsates through my ink like electricity.
My muse.


Projection Of Reality

Time cease to exist,
When you experience ones combustion of a souls first kiss.
An ocean of star dust sweeps away understanding of oneself.
Holes punctured within the sky overhead,
Suctioning grounding amongst the universe.
Skin aching for such touch,
Spreading through blood thirsty bones.
As if my mind had reborn.