Eloping

The rush you feel
when you relieve yourself of all that pent up pain,
oh how I long to feel it once more.
It's been so long since you and I have eloped together.
Down the halls of this broken old building,
past the classes and lockers,
teachers and hard working students,
quietly shuffling towards the washroom.
Yes to that last stall,
with the deep purple door.
Oh it has been to long.
I wish to rush into it with you in hand,
sit on the floor,
and let you kiss my arms and legs.
Over and over,
the sweet pain of your love,
sends shivers crawling down my spine.
You feel cold on my skin, but I like it,
you are my ecstasy, my pain-killer.
I wanted to leave you, but I think I need you to much,
yes yes, I need you to survive here.
Lets come together again,
your slender blade on my soft skin,
help me relieve this immense pain,
which builds and crawls under my skin,
leave your marks of love upon my body,
so I can look at them and feel alive.
Yes, let us elope once more,
to that last washroom stall...

Morgan.E.Doowrah
©2008