Erotic PoetryDays InnDAYS INN
By JCSTREET © 2004 020602
Only the dew-flash
moonbright
place of the heart’s tug
silk sheet time carries
no implications, she melts
when I say “Baby”, is
quiescent in my arms, I am
a snuffling infant
creeping across her body
to ensnare
-30- Kingston, Ontario, June 2, 2002
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