if youve been

moistened moment

wet with truth

a deep and urgent need

parting petals

soft and fine

uncovering slick seed

fingers searching

finding then

the point of no return

while moving hills of

fiery silk

intensify the burn

watch the flight

catch the soar

wait for love to land

upon my heart,

my lips, my tongue,

and fall into my hand.


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