beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

She Breathes

s h e b r e a t h e s

A n d

I a m

A w a y

Afloat

But not adrift

For I am safe harbour

Certain

She is storm and spring sunlight

When she rages

I laugh as much as when

She blesses me with light

And my storm is

Equal to hers

But held at bay,

In weathering

All she is

 

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