beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, Uncategorized

at bay

curl my fingers

safe against my palms

for want of you

the silken glow of your skin

calls me

to roll across your sky

like a storm

a bear rampaging

trees falling like dominoes

boulders uprooted like lies

i roar my desire into the inner air

but a breath

reins me in for a time

and so i wait

and so i wait

and so i wait

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