She Lay Down
She Lay Down
with fantasies;
a warm surf ebbs inward.
His fullness fills her.
That night, more imaginings,
a magnetic need becomes
images, visions incarnate.
The morning finds her
washing her face,
watching the mirror blush.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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