I remember being human. I remember the touch of my mom. I remember the times she’d hold me and told me I wasn’t all bad. I remember being human. I remember the feel of the sun. I remember you and I were young lovers, all colors and textures and warmth. Do you remember the first time I kissed you? Do you remember the evils we shared? Do you remember my biting aggression? I could not kiss you without leaving my mark. We are lovers for always, lips warm and red, just like wine. We are lovers for always, in the delicious taste of night. I remember being human. Thin flesh, our only shield. I remember the world cold and screaming, so sleek in its perilous notes. I remember the night so distinctly. Biting away all human ties. I remember we danced in the frozen air, and the heavens of stairways we climbed. Do you remember the first time I kissed you? Innocent angel unmarked open arms. Do you remember just what it felt like? When I took you, flesh, and bone. We are lovers for always. Lips warm and red, just like wine. We are lovers forever. In the delicious taste of night. We are lovers for always. Lips warm and red, just like wine. We are lovers forever. In the delicious taste of night.
j. wilson
john wilson 