The Awakening

I am ready
for spring’s warm kiss
to ease the sharp nip
of morning frost
and awaken within
hard earth
the seeds that push
and pierce through soil
and green to replace
dried husks of gold
allowing rebirth
to begin

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The Easing

I need your love
crushing and close
as arms coil tight
and your skin
gives my face
a place to
nuzzle in close
and allows me
to breathe in
your scent
as the silent ache
that resides inside
is soothed
by your touch

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The Depths of Love

Like shades of green
and speckled shadow
permeates
the forest
you
permeate my soul
making up the
breadth and width
of how my love
works
and how it stretches
bright and eager
for the light
that is your touch

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Turbulance

Patience
tattered
like delicate
petals
battered
by the elements
as raindrops
speckle
like frustrated tears
over cheeks
flushed
a vibrant shade
of red

The storm will pass

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Intensity

My love
is not
a delicate filigree
of soft edges
that fill the sky
with indecision,
but the deep hues
of storm clouds
wild and intense
that fill the world
with the
rumbled promise
that there
still more
to come

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The Drowning

Big hands
calloused and strong
tug on mine
to pull me
under the surface
and drag me down
into the swirling
abyss
of the drown
as you fill me up
with your possession
your pride
and your insatiable
hunger
for more

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