Best Amante Poems

My melancholy turns to gold dust
in your soft and tender hands
upon your fingers I scatter my life
my love remains clasped in your hands
now I am a vial of cologne, emptied...

I yearn to see your lissome creeper
how it clings to cracks on the walk
well, just as...

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Agog 

bemusement careened

dreamed enchantment

first gaze, hoped in jeopardy 

keeling lust made nectarine offer piquant...

quagmire’s ruse stirred 

torturing umber veins

Wife X-tenuations…

Yellow-bellied zilch!

(1/14/2019: '89 Irwin 38; Brisbane)...

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