Puddle Deep
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1 min readNov 22, 2016
A renga
Lips exceeding speech
A body bowed, and bent, and dancing
Beyond skin and bones.
Make love to me;
Do not just heat the empty space in my bed.
My entirety
The sum of all my parts
It longs to be known.
Make love to me;
Space more vast than a hole in need of filling.
Incomplete puzzle
Mystery wrapped enigma
See me as I am.
Make love to me;
See beyond sparkling trappings.
Sum of all my parts
A spritely soul embodied
Siren song and sage
Make love to me;
Without sacrifice, passion is puddle deep.
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