February 2012
97 posts
Every night I empty my heart, but by morning it’s full again.
Slow droplets of you seep in through the night’s soft caress.
At dawn, I overflow with thoughts of us,
An aching pleasure that gives me no respite.
Love cannot be contained, the neat packing of desire
Splits asunder, spilling crimson through my days.
Long, languishing days that are now bruised tender with yearning,
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