Crystalline - Poem by Kay SevignyPfeiff
and an understanding
that all there is
a perfect, crystalline cocoon
where time eddies amidst the sirens
A mid-city womb.
Where heady gazes heavy linger,
laden with unspoken fruit,
and breath slips over parted lips in suit.
A crescendo of tidal energies, intertwined,
setting flight to lands unnamed
Fingertips on fingertips
a languid, lazy leg,
draped gently over over supine form
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