beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Knot

I untie the knot

Of you with 

Warm, callused fingers

Smoothe  away 

The ache with a 

Knowing 

Caress

Kissing like

We are one another’s air

Taking such pleasure

In simple, primal

Communion

Heal your wounds

With my presence

Offer the gift of myself

And see how the years

Would make me

Shine with values

Immediate and

Emerging

Tell me with a look,

What you’re thinking,

And I will set myself

Down here,

The safe animal

Who knows when 

To roar. 

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