Conjure a heart to shake,
leave hungering constant ache,
eyes shower mind ever imagined a taste,
deluge care from a singular crumb melting to waste,
moments as these requisite times to make....
Love, awaits eternal for us to take –
only daring ones want to navigate,
weaving about the constellate;
Impulse enters fevering veins,
hands interlock within claim,
senses sway between ecstasy induced flames,
lush lips cascade lengthy lanes –
Hold only the stars to our blissful fate.
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Between an Aphrodisiac & a Loathing Place.
PoetryA collection of poetry that has been written from me (and my constant battle with wrecking insanity). Some will make sense; some will leave you with a big ole' question mark; but, like myself, not everything can be precise and make definite sense...
