Forbidden Folicles Poem by John W. McEwers

Forbidden Folicles



My dear,
allow us to recess,
return to the bed chambers,
whisk away the light,
and rub these tepid forests
and all their dew
together,
furious and determined,
like we are
trying to ignite
all the kindling
in the world.

Monday, August 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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John W. McEwers

John W. McEwers

Nova Scotia, Halifax
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