No, I do not want it to stop
this pumping
to the tremors of desire
with hands laid on legs, the heart unfurls
like a sail with wind tall its own. The crystal
of the ball that
swings and sits and stares
always just beginning to crawl
beneath the skin
while the mind invents more crevices
and sings
loud and long and full of the thrust
that brings you to your knees
that brings me to my knees.
Dance in the nude dusk
when the words go swimming
because the weather
and wishing is so fluid and gleams
on the cheeks
trickling through this angelic
picture show
makes embrace something surreal.
Brimming with the sensual
in tandem with channels of rivers
from you and from me
this captivated captivity
sends sound through the dark.
The palms of your upturned
hands
balancing delight, drape
my dewy skin
awash with sensation and
entanglement.
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