Amorous
November 10, 2016
i love you and me under
the comfort of the cold blanket . . .
with the stains of yours stained me,
with the warmth of the cold body
giving me warmth.
the feathers of the pillows smoothens
the hardened bodies; the gossamer flying over us. flesh to flesh, you and me under
the comfort of the wet rags --
kisses to kisses, and your lips meet
the Om of my skin. it is beautiful . . .
with lives within the parting fleshes.
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