She came to me in metaphors
in mystifiable languages merge
Enswathed me in her spirit
while curling around my canvas
Illumination intensifying with
tremors of touching...
lingering...
liquefied lips,
tittilation's tease.
In feathered motions of furl~
She placed her profound passions
upon her playground
- of purple pillows
Knowing~
She was more
than anything,
and nothing...
to be captured by
mauve mouthed fingertips
...pleased



Much love to you and yours, your friend, Timothy~

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