love, keeping others
If she knew my pen moved
the way her lips do,
Like love keeping others.
How my neck leans
to the pulse.
Words too fast to slow.
My animal ready,
abusing life,
skin grows.
I hope it’s a sweet night,
One I can get off of.
Coming down.
Folding hands.
Just above the ashes
ready to spread.
A prayer for wind.
A steady grip.
Eye lashes thin
long
together
wet,
On a journey.
Hold me up
long enough
to give in.
Let me rest my head
upon you,
forever
my friend.
Let your hair fall over
our kiss
If we fit
Into being here again.
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