Silence was the past time
Until her hips sung across
Wooden floorboards;
She’s got me spinning in circles.
I yearned for night
And she brought with her the day;
Fire, unflinching,
Even as my waves
Touch the tips of her flame.
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Silence was the past time
Until her hips sung across
Wooden floorboards;
She’s got me spinning in circles.
I yearned for night
And she brought with her the day;
Fire, unflinching,
Even as my waves
Touch the tips of her flame.
you appeared in the aftermath
of heavy smoke, fogged covered windows,
excitement ridden from the heat of interlaced bodies.
baby you appeared out of nowhere.
so why, when it was just getting good,
did you slip through fingers
like the remnant feeling of a slow come down;
leaving me with the unwanted aftertaste
of wanting more.
Like Smoke | Her
Uh-oh
You’ve done it again
You got my
insides salivating
Beloved,
I was born ready for you