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i love stuffing…

 

 

My thanksgiving is perpetual.

— Henry David Thoreau —

we walk a fine line…

Without meaning to,
he’s disarmed me,
with kisses that soothe
and alarm me.
In arms that terrify
and calm me.

we walk a fine line

— Lang Leav —

SinfulSunday

my life was the size of my life…

my life was the size of my life
Once, I grew moody and distant.
I told my life I would like some time,
I would like to try seeing others.
In a week, my empty suitcase and I returned.
I was hungry, then, and my life,
my life, too, was hungry, we could not keep
our hands off                our clothes on
our tongues from
          — Jane Hirshfield —

all deep things are song…

all deep things are song
Bring me your skin, wet and warm.
Give me your weight, full and long.
Carry me, my long legs wrapped ’round you.
Let me taste you, shivering with ecstasy.

we pause for this commercial break…

My crotchless panties are black lace.
They rest lightly on my skin.

we pause for this commercial break

I like it that way:
all the easier for you to slip into me
and all my thrumming, hot, hungry wet.

Fuck, I want that.
Right now.

how a poem is born…

how a poem is born
Moan.

light has no shadow…

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she is the light.

take, if you must…

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… this little bag of dreams,
Unloose the cord, and they will wrap you round.

— William Butler Yeats —

 

all the light we cannot see…

... because we close our eyes.

… because we close our eyes.

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