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taste me crazy

Posted to Action Poetry




what flavor is the desire
sitting on my tongue tonight?
i watch tree shadows
move across neighbor houses
and think of you...
closing my eyes against
my imagination
of your presence
here
after all this time
so if--
if i tell you to
taste me crazy
on your lips
what color will your voice be
when it whispers secrets
to my
memory?