Tao-Yingarrani

We clash together in motion stirring up currents like the waves of the ocean. Slamming down on jagged rocks We ascend to the chimney tops. Smoke rises in wisps particles in our midsts like a million grains of sand tunneling down to the deep. never to be seen again swallowed up by the shadows and the darkness of the depths. Light sets low and a chill bites we huddle close. Watching as the fire dips into the sea. A gasp of breath a moment of bliss. The pleasure fades a trickle of blood your virtue's gone like the rising and the setting of the sun.   Was it worth that fake I "love you." was it worth that maybe "i do." I don't think so