Tuesday, August 6, 2013

a small poem about...

Love
more
than desire
more
than lust.

Skin to skin
fitting in each other’s
lap
full of heat
to find the
life source of eternal desire
over and over again.

Rediscover.
Renew.
Restrained
repressed
bridled
lust.

Fearful lust.
Anxious desire.
Anxious love.
Endlessly anxiously
loving you.


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