happily plays the
morning-new light now
flickering and dancing
gently upon me
restlessly moves the
vision of her next to me
all aromas of skin and
ticklings of hair
dreamingly lingers the
frolics and frenzies of
scenes from the fuck
and hungry kisses
ardently yearns the
weakness I am that
refuses to be stabilized
until she is mine
(Painting by Viktorija Lapteva on saatchiart.com)
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