Game Night
Soul splinters,
divided like
shelter-halves
I played
army, for two years past.
Performing foreplay on self
gently stroking
temples
wondering what's next?
exploiting a perfect
opportunity
Dew recycles the
residual effects
of morning drizzle as
rain soaks a lover's skin
dark circles
protrude through
a silken blouse
Doused, rinsed
and cleansed,
baptized within
My mind wraps around
ideas, massaging
visions into fruition,
as I come to
I hear her faintly...
begging more than asking
"Can you feel me?"
As if my soul had splintered
in two and the center of me
became seed for you.
Yes, I feel the outskirts
and exact position
of a quickening pulse.
To a certain degree,
Fahrenheit and Celsius
couldn't compute
how thoughts of you
generate heat.
Take me the way
knights dance
around checkmate
I'll wait...
Copyright © Ts Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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