Art of love

 

Will bone beware the art of love,
in filaments of charge, which call
in sticky pearls of dream;
as air knocks light as art?
When skin and heart are tantalised,
the body gathers mind,
and crawls into the lover’s cell;
where life is re-defined.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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