The Poem
it's the rarefied feelings
where you linger
in depths of mind
becoming the chirography
of my eternal soul
in a climax
of thoughts
you become
my poem
and i the poet
i lay you down
on sheets of white
in a fingered touch
like a poet's pen
play with you
amidst words
through confines
of darkness
as they erupt
in the rise
and fall
of winded breaths
leaving me
lusting for more
than metaphorical
writes of poetry
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