Words, No Less
Originally uploaded by lorenzodom
Words, No Less
Word I to desire you no less
I word find you surly alluring allthemore.
Skinless grapes, peeled with my teeth,
froth forming beneath the corners of my
parched lips—your hips, host to all
I’ve ever wanted. Wanting,
I wait for you;
can’t you pick it up, please? Hurry.
Do not tease me with your whet sighs
and sultry delays, for my aching and longing
just might go away, and I, words and all,
head south for the winter.
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(R&O thank you for the inspiration)
Lorenzo
Rose, Olive & Me
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