Partial Amnesia
Kissing you last night...
All that i remember--
Is the yellow and red
Of our passionate embrace;
Your voracious mouth--
That could not be sated-
Your absolute unending hunger;
The strange tingling...
Down the side of my neck--;
The built up rush of--
Blood in my hips...
Sky-rocketing in delight...
A mid-summers night--
And your arms-
Yes-your arms--
Reaching for me...
Once again;
The Essence
September,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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