Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Precious Gifts


Precious Gifts
You gave me everything
So much, so innocently
Perfect pristine promises
A soft and fleeting embrace, from behind, on an escalator
My nose nestled against your neck, drunk with votive redolence
A wet and enduring kiss lost in the millennia of a moment
The consummate union of sweat and musk and love
Played over and over across the continents
And pitifully,
All I can return
Is your freedom

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