Thank you
Eyes closed - heart open
your parted lips urge me
to be silent
the soft groaning taste
of honey spoken poems is more-ish
insatiable in my salted mouth
They demand their aching melodies be sung
Inside the gravity
of our departure gate waiting
within the last possible leaving embrace -
I felt us finally arrive together
then fly away
(gracious)
in separate directions
(fleshless – weightless)
denied each other
for seemless [...]
