your exhalations stroke my aura
gathering floss
the soft twist of your inhalations
draws me into you
the fragile spindle of your heart
winds me tighter
how fast a metaphor spins.
May 3rd, 2008 · 1 Comment
Tags: writing.poetry
your exhalations stroke my aura
gathering floss
the soft twist of your inhalations
draws me into you
the fragile spindle of your heart
winds me tighter
Tags: writing.poetry
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1 Stef // May 14, 2008 at 5:48 pm
Nice
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