
She
turns words
loose in me
gentle soft travelers
sent across all of her
being in deep amatory
movement wandering
her sweet configurations
in velvet darkness
feather tasting
undulating shapes
I’d believe
unreal if
I wasn’t
awake.
************
for a dream
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