Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Friday, December 27, 2024

"Smooth"

 Smooth

Like soft summer showers that light up the skin

Like warm, gentle touch of the loving within

So smooth, like the wash of the sea on the sands 

Like jagged chain lightning ignites as it lands

Like two-twenty volts made of satin and lace

Like rockets exploding and gone without trace

The smoothness erupts and the shock comprehends

That loving will last as each heartbeat transcends


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