we interrupt this story to bring you poetry…

the making of with and for

His hush floats into my insomnia,
And I learn to say please in seven ways.
It’s become an obsession ammonia.
Released from my body in red-eyed gaze.
Ravenous for evolving distraction.
My impatient clock awaits his return.
Finding new ways to express reaction.
Flexing my thighs to display how I yearn.
Attempts to resist, a transparent veil.
My body wrapped in blankets of his scent.
Measuring weight of each shallow inhale.
Undefinable fields of came and went.
Achieve connect. Beyond affirmation.
Weaving baskets of passion’s creations.

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