Every night I empty my heart
But by morning it's full again.
Slow droplets of you seep in
Through the night's soft caress.
At dawn I overflow with thoughts of us,
An aching pleasure that gives me no respite.
Love cannot be contained,
the neat packaging of Desire splits asunder,
spilling crimson through my days.
Long, languishing days that are now bruised tender with yearning,
Spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent...
a breath you left behind
——By Kelly Moss
But by morning it's full again.
Slow droplets of you seep in
Through the night's soft caress.
At dawn I overflow with thoughts of us,
An aching pleasure that gives me no respite.
Love cannot be contained,
the neat packaging of Desire splits asunder,
spilling crimson through my days.
Long, languishing days that are now bruised tender with yearning,
Spent searching for a fingerprint, a scent...
a breath you left behind
——By Kelly Moss
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