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O’, To Be Your Presence

29 May

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O’, to be your soft hand
that soothes a tremble,
whose mere faint touch
beckons unrivaled sighs,
quelling fingers that trace,
casually, wanton curves,
your palm that, absently,
finds rest on warm thighs.

O’, to be the sweet luxury
of each fold of your flesh,
the fragrance of your neck
that gives immortals arise,
the lush, bare vulnerability
of your wetted, wanton lips,
the ceaseless intense gaze
of your vast, unbridled eyes.

O’, to be the very breath and
the blood of life within you,
to taste ecstatic tears from
the stance of one who cries,
to see the universe in action
as your reflection in a mirror,
to empathize with the earth,
to know the reach of its skies.

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Posted by on May 29, 2016 in My Poetry

 

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