bajanblueOPSpeightstown, Saint Peter Barbados3,724 posts
Youth calls to me, to you, our eyes are caught by sticky gleam of flesh tight to the bone all dewed with sweat and pheromones and memory awakes the passion of my youth, banked fires now that glow and wait for fresh blown breath to free them.
I call to youth, to you my eyes are deep with knowledge born of flesh, of time well used all filled with warmth and promises anticipation wakes, sweet energy of youth a kindling spark that needs to feed on seasoned wood for true fire.
Thanks for your thread steph, it just opened the doors
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to you,
our eyes are caught
by sticky gleam
of flesh
tight to the bone
all dewed
with sweat and
pheromones
and memory awakes
the passion
of my youth,
banked fires now
that glow and wait
for fresh blown breath
to free them.
I call to youth,
to you
my eyes are deep
with knowledge born
of flesh,
of time well used
all filled
with warmth and
promises
anticipation wakes,
sweet energy
of youth
a kindling spark
that needs to feed
on seasoned wood
for true fire.
Thanks for your thread steph, it just opened the doors