Saturday, December 9, 2023

She, I wanna.

I wanna crawl inside and taste Greek muse
             -and whiskered sea weed. 
I wanna go so deep and feel your secrets 
             -from your playground days.
I wanna know when you tire and panic
             -in my bones miles away.
I wanna smell your neck in my heavy slumber 
              -track you through crowds.
I wanna meet jelly thighs over weak knees
             -wobbling breath beating.
I wanna hear all the quiet and loud noises
              -you never made before.

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