Hold Please
i remember our napes draped
lips bruised in unison crush
sweat with a velvet brush
Spaces never filled before
dancing to whatevers
bite of lip
more than a nip
hands in heavens hollow
air hot breaths swallow
surrounded by details in devilishness
movement pointless
closed my eyes in trust
tremble armies overun
trembled skin
emancipation of anti
Patience cries encore
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2021
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