Absence
Dear Sir, in yourabsence I am looking after you -
all the kisses you forbade me to lay bare
and all the other small windows of love.
In your absense spoons have bent out of sorrow
and the storm brings more storms, heavy
with light and crashing the way huge concentrations
of energy can burst and shine in an orgasm surprise,
never tranquil, your mind switched on to me
tuned in to the same heartbeat frequency -
flutterby
you are the dark yet bright butterfly
so galiant, they don't make them like that any more you know
you are an endangered species
always flying toward my light
my pulsing amber light of love
here I am now get burned get me
make me an offer I cannot refuse
in your absence
posted by Cathy @ 11:59 AM
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