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n i speak

Posted to Action Poetry




for instant reminders,
a sheath to lonely hearts.
unregarded masculinity touched
with feminine sensuality
uncalming frailty
provided in
winged fury,

settle down to
take moonside
trips in silver
casts
i see your
shadow that
walks behind,
behind you and me

baby they're angels
not demons that
created lessons
learned.

obstinant tongue
pallates symphony
monographs.
gigglin on
pathways in uncharted
territory

holdin my hand
where you
always belonged

breathin in
the claustorphobic
air but its
not
pressure baby
its

white feathered
noise where the
alarm clocks
can't touch us

and all voices
echo muffled
whispers

dig in
and feel
the sand
between you
toes