Sturdy
above you
you hold the centerpiece
of my existence
you rub love
you throb intimacy
to my pleasure
this is the feast of
our bodies
no shame
your hands caress my
sanctity
no one understands
where love attaches itself
at the branch
of lust
leaves of desire
roots of memories
dews of glances
falling rain on the rocks
suffuse air
earth satisfied
asleep at dawn
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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