November 18, 2018
6:57 pm
6:57 pm
J Duckworth
breaths escapes
confined spaces
chest expands
pulling you center view
this heart beseech rhythmic beginnings
I hunt with haste for the opulence
of your skin
my mouth salivate with sapid
dreaming of ice cream kisses
each time
your light beams my way
extracting my thoughts
of wishing wells and fantasies
no longer afraid knowing
nothing at all
while I am learning to breathe again
in this loving space
I named you
confined spaces
chest expands
pulling you center view
this heart beseech rhythmic beginnings
I hunt with haste for the opulence
of your skin
my mouth salivate with sapid
dreaming of ice cream kisses
each time
your light beams my way
extracting my thoughts
of wishing wells and fantasies
no longer afraid knowing
nothing at all
while I am learning to breathe again
in this loving space
I named you
Deborah R Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Silent Stalker
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