Skin

Flower, Yusuf Kidwai

In the undoing sliver of a glance
or by the wholeness of your hands
against my kindling skin,
you ignite me.
And the fire that burns us up
burns up our air, leaves us smoky-voiced
and ember-eyed, is hungry and thundering
and still, I haven’t had
enough of you.

October 23, 2009 Blueprint Web Administrator No Comments

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