Something brilliant from House of Heart
Drawn by the pull of possibility
I am at war with resistance,
tempted by persuasion and
the dynamic momentum of hands
on taut shoulders.
The gravitational press on tangled knots,
on willowy limbs that succumb to a
black spell night.
Your sighs are kindle to my lips
igniting the perfect fire.
At dawn I am a periwinkle
at your pillow, petals bending
to what is golden.
art by Steve Hanks
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Love is love and everything else is something else
