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Exorcism Required

It was desire
led me here
buried me alive

Lust borrowed
from loneliness
his heart a tomb

Flesh from flesh
can be extracted
psyche requires exorcism.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

Love · poetry · relationships · writing

Summer Love

Waves lap in rhythm with my heart
midnight sky bewitches, stars sing,
hand-in-hand our spirits soar
pulses dancing to the seduction
of love’s enchantment –

Tonight the ambiance possesses us
tonight boundaries have no hold
we are moon-crazed innocence
warmed by mysterious stirrings
sand shifting beneath naked soles.

(For Eugi’s Causerie Weekly challenge: bewitched. Image my own.)