The Poetry Society

Push further!

Come into me.

I need you now

more than ever.

Quell my aching heart.

Hug me tight,

stroke me until we're raw.

Turn me to stone so you can

turn me to dust.

Turn me to dust,

and breathe.

Let the fragments of me

enter each of your pores.

Absorb me.

Let me lie on top of you so I can

sink deeper.

My soul is soaking into your soul.