old gardeners
Getting on Dry roots out desire Weed wants away the wilt Soft stalks, dry beds A field of has-beens Yesterday’s blossoms
Read Moreby the sea
Suddenly the world is spinning Floating I hear my ocean roar Tho far away, I yearn; aching for his sea in me
Read Moredance me no end (with apologies)
And she said to him; You are my king. I kneel before your majesty, as you lay me down to delivery, whispers of joy, seeds of love sprout in me…
Read MoreSoft Bonds
Wanted us bound together skin to skin velvet soft reaching for you your touch with mine making feeling my dreams might be real
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