Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Midnight Encounter

I shant forget one night last Spring
The moon cast a light blue as a raven's wing
And your long black hair like a sticky feather
Splayed across my breast as we slumber together
A bat breaks blind rhythm as it swoops from secret limb
And your hand wanders gently, gently away from him
I stroke your belly
My mouth you caress
Ephemeral pleasures
My eternal temptress
Echoed upon every glint of blue
Or balmy night
Spent apart from you

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