Took my breath away…

Rooted in Love

Silence dries
and I linger,
a brown moth
courting the flame
where I once died,
where I once kissed
the red of her smile.

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Etched with tongue,
laced with fingers –
his each thought
under her skin explodes
like a carnal burst of stars.

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Her eyes
two fervent stones weaving
dusk into the sky,
a silken fragrance
in endless scarves falling,
shadowing the earth
like an eternal cry.

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Through your skin I travel,
an autumn wind,
a caress of dewdrops sighing
as they fall through her sky.

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Your breath
plays me like a flute,
its moans fading
into the silence of the sky.

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Her red lips –
a poppy filled to the rim
with opium and wine,
a chalice throbbing
to pour into his soul
the depth of her life.

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Her thirsty skin –
salt aching
to melt in his sea

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Strummed by…

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