tagErotic PoetryMorningsong



Drink the morning
with spectral eyes dawning
to fingerlings of day lily,
lupine, and the wild mouths
of birdsong, which grace us
with sips of knowing.

The secrets of world live here,
outside and within, alive
in the bed of your skin.

I greet the morrow,
whispering first prayers
on the sinew of your wrist.

Your thighs are timeless, drenched
in oceans of inscrutable biology
evolved across eons, miles,

blossoming here. Kisses flower
under the Sun.

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