Wet Ashes

Wet Ashes
She walks into the dream like smoke
Eyes like wounds that never close
Tongue like wine on overexposed
She speaks in gasps and finger tips

You don’t remember falling in
It’s just a dream, but it fucks like truth
You wake with nails still in your thighs
And sheets that whisper lullabies
But damn, you swear–
You’d die to sleep back there

A soft room, a mouthless moan
She rides your thoughts like haunted tone
And every breath pulls you back in

The ceiling cries in dripping heat
You claw at nothing, beg for more
But shadows hold the only door
It’s just a dream, but you still ache
Like a hunger you can’t shake
With lips like truth and scent like sin

You don’t know her face
The one that stains your dream
But you smell like sex that survived

No proof, no name, no calls to make
She only loves you in your sleep
And you’ll lie down each coming night
Hoping she drags you into bite

It’s just a dream, but it feels like fate
Wrapped in sweat and shadowed heat
And drown again in phantom hips

She’s not real
And you still reach
For what you are
You sleep in flames
And wake in need
To every dream she breeds