1.
There are times
When we do not laugh together
Sometimes
They are the best
2.
When the lawn is soft
When the lawn is soft
And I end, in a hard centre
A pain imprisoned
Dying for release
Till it all explodes
In an epileptic seizure
of the mind
An electric discharge
Of the being
Like a flash of lightning
Of me
In you
3.
My lines for you
Are wisps of love
From deep inside
Like a pale full moon
Low in the sky
Soft strokes of a brush
With pastel colours
Like the sound of bangles
After dark
They come and go
Like strands of mist
In the morning
But
Somewhere I know
They are always there
4.
The touch of the tongue
And arching up
The velvet taste
Of lost inhibitions
The ecstatic bliss
Of empathy
5
In polite company, I want nothing more
Than to kiss you with words
of several syllables
To hold you close
By a look so naked
That others would stop calling us over
Or want us to stay,
Permanently
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