- Erotic Poetry
- Sappho sighs...
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Trail your finger
A firework down my arm
My alarm
At your nearness
How cool your presence against the heat in my heart
So cunning, so slow, so well-played
I think you revel in my panic
Gabbling wildly
About weather, religion, the best time to visit the supermarket
Anything
Anything to stop my guilty arms reaching for your curves and laughter
Angel-hair, soft girl-pear
You are haunting me.
I long to let you into my garden
Where soft leaves spring wet with dew
And magic makes us fluent in
The language of our skin.
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