Love Letter From the Soul Xlviii
P,
A little wine and a curious mind
go a long long way
the words can take you only so far
dig deep, deep, deep, deep
into the wishing wells
and the reflections in the bathroom mirrors
in the kindling next to a bottle
you said
"the bush fires are a little more intense"
retreating to the den
our iniquity revealed
and f'd over
again and again and again
it's the touch that matters
skin and bone with faith of mind
we grind
into each other
free falling or is it soaring
away from it all
into the creases of life
climbing the mountainous peaks
I peek, the gorgeousness of your eyes
your lips, pecking back at me
I see the unseen, your ladled mystery
beneath the clothes
making history
the world spins and we look for direction
go north, or is it west
just whisper
and I will carry you home
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