Draw (POEM)

 

The tip marks a silver trail

Shiver with intense heat

Grabbing the cold rail

Waiting for a beat

You wanted to remember.

I wanted to let go

Your eyes show the embers.

Losing control

“Please”

“No”

Lingering point

Feather-light pressure

Soft cry

Deep pleasure.

I can’t escape this

You want to have this

Why wait for this

I want to play with this


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