A Bite From Where The Shadows Form

where to run under
shared shaded covers
pooling like unconditional love
soothing like friendy voices on the wind
a sight like yours both warm and sore
where the day bleeds out the night
in tormented desires light
not unleech-like
I miss you,
like no other
and will I write
unspoken lover
could it be only wine passed by
like unforgiving endless time
where a firefly's light would surely die
out under swollen sediments
and congregating developments
of excrement like the water from your eyes
dripping down into mine
could it be
I miss your light
or is it just
the drink tonight
and the taste of bood
upon the lip I bite
that brings your face
into my mind