Taste
Skin…
I hanker to sniff and fondle
To languish within the marching wines
Born of our bodies
As to the rhythm of sheets we sweep
Cover to cover
Lover to lover
Like leaves that speak summer
Mere synthesized minutes
Autographed by Eden
These hours we shall cherish
And fancy not of repentance
Copyright © Glenn Mccrary | Year Posted 2012
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