beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Candied Silences

Be my Scheherazade

Tease me with the untold

Candied

Silences of you

Your story of skin

Something held

To work for

My appetites

Are worth stoking

I am a patient animal

But I hold at bay

The urge to make you

Anew with my rough hands

Made precise as surgery

Pleasure

To usher in a stunned silence

Sounds over words

Feelings over thoughts

Affirm my discipline

With the warm surrender

Of your flesh

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