The Evenings
I sit tethered to my internet, my red wine and fugue
….and wonder
When last did I dance in the moonlight
with skin bare open to damp of night
swaying to symphony of insects serenading infinity?
When last did I languish in a moment of sultry heat and cool relief?
My flesh aches waiting for a moment of real release...
I want to lay on earth and watch the circulation of constellations,
feel the swell of her energy float me above this plane...
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