Desire is
feral, that
touches you

until your
insides melt
like a cloud

while words sweet
softly kiss
muted thoughts

🌼

Disheveled
like a pale
rose in sand

my fragrance
clings to you
unchanging

until you
arise from
stranger dreams

🌼

I trace words
on soft skin
not paper

lest passion
wastes away
with blue rain

Desire is
knowing I
can’t have you

🌼

Align my
fleeting thoughts
I’m certain

you know it’s
your name that’s
on my lips

though whispered
in velvet
hot darkness

 

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Posted on ‘Sunday Mini-Challenge’ @ Real Toads

& Posted on the ‘poetry pantry’ @ Poets United