She Is the Liquid Night
She is the liquid night
The fluid obsidian chalice
She engulfs me
Her breath is frangipani
It is the air I breathe
She permeates me
In her starlit vision
In her saltiness
She inspires me
She is in lahara
The gifts she bares
She subdues me
Her laughter is gold
It is the sunlit day
She uncovers me
In her swaying presence
In her sand strewn hair
She desires me
She is the fallow earth
The orgasmic humus bed
She gestates me
Her touch is dewpoint
It wets my thirst
She precipitates me
In her silken sweat
In her pounding pulse
She receives me
Contest: Limerence theme
Copyright © Michael Dom | Year Posted 2016
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