perfect storm

i asked you to see me and you said you saw me

at least i think you did, i couldn’t make out the sounds

as they fell from your beautiful mouth, your lips

they’re so much fuller than mine and i‘m hypnotized by the shape

reminding me of winter clouds seen from airplane windows

inviting me to lay down as they levitate at ten thousand feet

they rain those words, the gravel and honey in your voice

all around me

you – anything, everything – you

the perfect storm of distraction

please keep me here, beneath you

i… don’t… want anything but this

with you, i don’t need an umbrella

a. duncan, 2017



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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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