my long bending fingers sigh strung bows
pluto gray, am air lapis lazuli necklaces fling into song
how i play upon your lips
when you speak myths to your lover’s remembrance
we crackle in mountain stream’s dawn blush
and bend deep lows
like wizard seas
we are flutter and forest flight of things we have been
yet all these thoughts we are writhe
until we give birth
for we are purple and pink
dark, dark
reds
and glow naked astride
blazing wild pony manes
we are not
remembrances
we are alive
and birth new love
a brilliance requiring touch
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You do quickies in slow brilliance
Love, C


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