Bleeding Ink #1,369

We get the days

We’re allowed

All of these

And none

Are guaranteed

The earth gives up the rain

And

Doesn’t claim it

Possess it

It always returns

Like the dew in the morning

The tide

There with the moon …

I don’t want to possess you

You are not poetry

But even so…

—-

Is there a word...

to express

slow heat

simmering

your eyes

your lips

until we touch again

I can still feel your kiss …

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