At midnight's request, a reward
she opens her yellow shirt
thin shiver delicate bone, white phalanx
ripple of a cotton current
convex camber of flesh
bloodless, and gibbous
cadaverous
but for the blue quillwork of threaded veins
lace path through a light snow
temporal nipple, a russet copper brooch
at rest reserve's enchanting fawn
to her, a mirth
to me, rapture
I have not reached with fingers so hungry
such a height before
breathless in zealous want
integers so hellish a thirsty indignation
a cipher so very easily decoded
my intent an arrow's flight
as from Heaven absconded
I fell into that warm auburn twilight
her uncovered teardrop
a salty feast.
TA
. The Poet's Beat .
Thursday, April 6, 2023
Midnight's Request
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