Tag Archives: her

Foam

Collect her broken bones, her sea-washed cortege, and sentences of charged glimmer, and pay close reverence to where the slow, reedy breath of the pearl steams the shell of its host, and when the time is right, just right, kiss … Continue reading

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Crush

There was pillowtalk in her eyes, underscored by her mouth’s bated languour; Sundays curled in her lap with feline ease, slow jazz dreams on holiday, whiskered softly between her thighs and pinkest belly; she wanted nothing to do with volume … Continue reading

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Riddle

Did I enter her, or was I the door walked through? Savor the riddle.

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Hale

Hymn, inside Her, by which lovers pass hale music, and fire, through a needle’s hallowed eye.

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