You were the drowsy down
of a morning dawn.
The yawn of sleepy sunrise
stroking slow sweeps of light
down the back of autumn’s fields.
The ridges of morning
were the notches of your spine
And I traced them
I (stole) my fingers across you.
Pearl epaulettes were your eyes
fringing masses of lashes
swept like wings
across the plum of your cheeks.
Sallow skin, golden gazes
lips like the hush hush
of wind through decaying trees.
You were ocean depths
brimming
you rose up around me
like the sea
and
took me whole.
The Piano is Not Firewood Yet
I am The Star Thief. My pockets are illuminated by their light.Find me in dark corners: kissing cats and bleeding prose.
"How about a kiss, saumensch?"
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Upgrading crazy status to 40x, huh?
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