Monday, April 5, 2010

Work: Sunday 3.27 2:37am

You
lost for words
slowly they come
sometimes
and referred to feeling
like a slow heat rising
cupped your hand above your heart
let it fall
I
shifted on my haunches
wanted to show you my breasts
a fast heat
but only if
You
were to be the one
un-veiled

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