Poetry In MotionA Poem by PeteOur truest life is when we are in dreams awake. - ThoreauEmbrace by Pablo Picaso - Watercolor, 1901 or 1902 in soft, swirling, delicate, blissful wonder i want to read the poetry of her curves to learn each line by heart scents and feelings bookmarking each and every part i want her flesh to merge with mine gazing into the deep, mysterious, alluring pools of her eyes tracing each and every impression of her art fingers running through fields of flowing hair a seed tossed like a wishful, pointed dart synchronized in heavenly volition, no thought or trace of flesh asunder deep moans of heaven's thunder thumbed pages of our souls and verses being a damned, good start © 2026 PeteAuthor's Note
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