Just as suddenly as it resurfaces
in some stirred-up
grit loosened
by spring, it can sink
into a new dormancy
nourished by her calm
flesh. It can but hasn’t. Alert
and proud, this desire
has begun to float.
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Just as suddenly as it resurfaces
in some stirred-up
grit loosened
by spring, it can sink
into a new dormancy
nourished by her calm
flesh. It can but hasn’t. Alert
and proud, this desire
has begun to float.
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this is great.
Compact, just the way i like it
Thanks Richard. Compact is my middle name.