knittingknots (knittingknots) wrote,
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Poem: Of Circles and Salt

Poetry muse keeps playing with forms....this was different...


Lissome
my touch
underneath the moonlight,
delicately tracing
circles
and curves.

Salty
your skin
wrapped in midnight shadow --
I taste you once
and then
taste you again.

Ragged
my breathing --
I cannot keep eyes open
sinking deeply
into
sensation.

Wordless
your cry --
reaching the peak,
we fall back
breathless
into the night.
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