Passion's waking Moment

Eyes of pyro
melting the muscles
Swirling my want
the treasure of mussels

Drowning in soft dreams
unhitched from their vision
our hearts drum even beat
Bond. Fond. Bombing this mission

battles of passion unified
with warm water
Bask in liquid fingers
her flower only grows hotter

I swim the eternity
to reach her horizon
walking with the wave
my senses are heightened

Inches from paradise
my soul opens its floodgates
She curls her river
My doors slightly hesitate

She sounds her soft storm
to entice my alarms
I throw in my torch
our lips healing our harms…

Passion's waking Moment

Kenneth Barber

Ann Arbor, United States

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