My Lover
Picasso thighs and black eyes
Wrap me in swirling pigments of hair and flesh
As I spin deliriously in watery love
Drenched in euphoria that won’t dry
I stay warm in oceans of kiss
Skidding on a sound that has no edge
I roll on silken hills that squeeze
And gently tender the vacant patch that was me
Taking all that I am through fitful stands of time
I am a pebble clutching at the Moon
Dust blown about like falling thoughts
Looking for a place to rest
I crawl toward memory so that I can see
But it disappears in her breath
I’ve slid past time
And surrended all
In a place called My Lover
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