the veil lifted

seeing female soul

The Veil Lifted

on Debra’s lips is a lostness in hunger’s love
no compass to guide me except the stars above
in a timetable of the future tales
I’ll press against her body’s veil
as she lifts the curtain allowing me in
the mystery of home will begin a symphony

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Wonderful use of words. You made the reader believe every words. I did enjoy the poetry. Thank you Alfred for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote