Sand by Nadia Telenchuk

I love you
And i want to hug you
Until i feel your ribs breaking
Under my fingertips
With that sand filling in my hollow wells
So that no one else can drink from them
When you are gone

I love you
And i want to live on your tongue
In it
In me
In us

I love you
So much i want to surrender
To those heavenly waters
In the blue of your eyes
Admitting my every sin
And waiting for redemption

I am spreading for the cross
I am ready for the nails
Grinding my bones
Just as my nails are ready
For the white sands of your pale skin

Deserted soul
I am ready
For the sands of your Sahara
To dry my sinful wells

So let the waterfalls begin

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