Searching Young Love
I found myself fetal in position
Second guessing where I belong
Whether I am in my womb -Or-
In your veins labyrinth.
.
My heart tingles wide. Spread
At the chasm of brainstorming
The fiction -you- the picture.
.
Young lips -ellipse sound- vowels foreplay
Young flesh writhes /ay/ soflty-
Gently /ooo-h/, eight embraces of two
.
Before midnight forest
Slowly loses /aaahh-h/ to forever
Echo silken sighs hum! hum-
Hum, sighs laid bodies ballad
.
The neck of young lovers.
The cotton wood. The dumbfounded
Eyes searching love rest.
poem by Daffodil Decarie
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