Sonnet to Burn By

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Wishing to cloak you in the cloth of love.

Surrendering to the moon rise I fall asunder.

Unburdened by expectation I move on dove

tailed into being one with you. Smite me under

neath the smatter of heavens and the weight

your body presses on mine.  The soft suck

bite of your mouth.  The please push height,

breadth, depth of you.  Stroke my hair, pluck

back the bow of my neck and break open

this woman waiting, pacing, dancing, arms raised

aching for release and the crash of sunset

crimson, rose, pink edged in indigo, such braised

brazen, bruising of self.  Battered again, yet

willing, pliable, and open to these days of wallop

heat and bent sun.  Open, closed, heart a gallop.

 

Sunset, Black Rock City

Sunset, Black Rock City

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