liquid

jus suppose 2 bodies
juxtaposed
wrmth craving 2 be the
last touch of this life
indrawn breath @ silent dawning
candle lit shadow dance displays cerebral
media print
a kiss a sojourn
born from far off glances wondering @
what the other may taste like
broen buttons accuse with
silent witness
satin cries mar scratch mark tattoos
headfirst in the divine gate...
light creeps gently 2 bathe the aftermath
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
an afterhour longing

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Comments (2)

Ladybee42
i love this...so seductive and unusual.
thumbs up bouquet bouquet
Gashly
a slam poet's dream, i think, this piece...could hear it, at an afterhours. nice work.
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