Wordless Anticipation Poem by Sebastian Soberania

Wordless Anticipation



the moon kneels before the sun
god
and she become the mouth
of the river
there is so much anticipation
the tongue as
a waterfall flowing desire
the climb goes on
and then some drops of rain
from a flesh
sky
quenching
the thirst of the lips between
two mountains

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