Brailled FleshA Poem by heidoJuliet Guenevere Calypso Helen Satine Isolde
Love enchantments Lust incarnate Incarnation of hearts
To be of these things To love without abandon To find sweet solice in deep secrets
Coveting your heart Your poetrry
Sweet, sweet wine that stains my lips Your mark on my flesh A scorching of my soul
I am lifted, full, arched, shuttering © 2010 heido |
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Added on January 31, 2010Last Updated on January 31, 2010 |

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