Poetic Traces
Sunday, 23 September 2018
In my Silence
There was darkness
There was silence
And there was rhythmic quiver
Of my desires, flowing
Betwixt my thighs
I shuddered in ecstasy
When I imagined you
Ploughing in my garden
Laying your seeds
Of virility.
©LR
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