Divine parallelism

by May 6, 2018 0 comments

What I want is to hear
my heart beat like lusty fire
and see my fingers reach out
to touch your breath.

What I want is to embrace you,
and my feverish lips
to kiss you with urgency
like the desire of a storm —

beauty and passion erupts
like the rising sun.

editors note:

Where desire makes parallel lines  meet. – mh clay

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