sonno

my sinister sleep
clings, wraps full arms around me
coyly buxom and full of honeyed memory
her silky weeds are my lover's hair
tangled between fingers, plump thighs
and my awakening

she keeps me close

2 thoughts on “sonno”

  1. “Love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel. It is as inexorable as the tides, and life and death alike follow in its wake.”

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