beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Carve

In woods teeming

With fecund life

Come to me

We can play and build

Laugh until tears

Stealing kisses

At every turn

I carve your name

Into a tree

Tell you it’s the closest

Thing to describing how it

Feels when I see you

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