you caught me lingering
in her mind;
my skin would bind
around what she holds,
frail
....such breath she draws
from you, as eden’s lost love
and i steal secretly,
quietly, the dreams she realizes
meanderings i cannot tend though i can imagine
the want beneath my hands
i cannot feel you
as she turns her head;
you fall against
her need, she knows
nothing of the trembling quiet;
the soft burn of ache in your don't.move nights.. ..
i retrace her fingersteps in my sleep
there is everything
on my hands and a blanket of trees
beneath you,
where she is now,
contemplating her little death
for your unknowing.
.pleasure.
my longing only sting.sweetens
her kiss
and she reveals the empty,
echoed voices you’ve shushed
not touching
neverdaring;
and i’m staring
as she paints in your eyes. .. . ..
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