A Wild Flowering
sparrow wings flutter
their breathless music
in a hidden niche
between prayer and lust
i am so grateful
for the damp
passions of your hands
for these long flights
of a pleasuring
surrendering
as one wild flowering
we arrive together
upon the same pulse
you cry-out
on a surf of bliss
i
as a one high crest
releasing oceans
and now beloved
your body
is full of my tears
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