but posted by imani , Wednesday, August 19, 2009 at 1:09 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

this craving is too difficult
to conceal and my
desire escalates,
dances and leaves
the house of smoke
and clouds
to reach and
seek the edges of
your wonder,
your gaze of light
and your lips
a spring of
tenderness and
silence
my soul rushes
like the blood in
your veins,
wanting this
moment
ever
more.


for calliope