warmth.

on a bed of petals

as i slide my dreams

one after another

like a string of breaths

i see

a light passing through me

warm

like a mother’s womb

soft like her lips

such tender the air

i am wrapped in

i feel

like floating upon the grass

and un-held like the sea

so ruthlessly i delve

into my own fantasy

i can no longer demarcate

lust from ecstasy…

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