The Heart's Flesh Awakening
Your breath on my cheek as dawn warms our bed.
I need to press your flesh to mine
The hard melts the soft
and we are one again.
We will never stop making love
In our hearts, in our minds
In the sheet we've wrapped around each other
I am only waiting
With deepening breaths
For the dawn, when you will open your wings to me again
That I might drink deep from the warm dew
That rises from your lips to mine.
This burning for your wet warmth will never abate
Until you are folded into me again
Feeling the solid earth turning under you
Cradled in my arms.
Without a reply I know not whether my words touch you
Or merely annoy.
Shall I silence this ardor that will not rest?
Or shall I keep lending music to our passion that I might (someday),
Open your heart long enough for me to slip back inside again.
Copyright © Igor Goldkind | Year Posted 2019
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