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J Ann Crowder

Be Close, Love

By J A Crowder

Can you write me a song, or kiss me whilst in your arms; your hands’ gentle grip, pulling me in?
 
Be close, love! Nigh, pressing together; entangled & entwined, like a song bird’s nest
 
Raw motion, striking stars of magic, creating swoons of pleasantries & delights, like visions of paradise, glittering into a silence of air
 
Ephoric is your strong, feathered touch, as your smooth caresses become infinite, sending a feirceness of thunder through my soul
 
Then, my heart ignites like sun glows of orange, tangy horizons; this blazing of warm kisses withal my delight
 
You, knowing where to touch & where to kiss, as oceans meeting shores follow a perfect dance

November 12, 2021

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