8/23/09

afar

the calling
of our lust,
loudly,
bore no dust;
it was,
as it was,
as it must
be:
primal,
feral,
free;
and the
heat
between
you
and
me
could fire up
a sun,
a star,
from afar.



August 22, 2009, for the Wifey.

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