react posted by imani , Saturday, February 19, 2011 at 1:36 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

leaning into the conundrum
seeking how you would react
to the feel of my skin
labored with the heady,

amorous, purple haze
of flesh, you reap the breadth
of this soul, broken and dissembled
by a sigh, i await

the next touch with bated
breath, mourning as the hour
passes, inevitably, the ink

seeps into the papyrus,
the way my lips would crave
for the metallic taste of your waters.