Time's Distance
Time’s Distance
I hunger for the distant scent of you
adrift on lusts aromatic “aft-play”
cloying barbs of memory clad in blue
slowly fade upon the breeze into gray
I thirst on the desert of your absence
aching to taste the moisture of your skin
taunted by mirage like disappearance
of a moment no ending could begin
I listen for sounds of muffled voices
as sparrow songs announce the breaking day
agonizing over mindless choices
wandering in a lusting minds dismay
I sit, time passing, each moment weeping
as I leave my love silently sleeping
8/28/2016
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