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Hambre del Alma
It is not what awakes me in the
night,
the chaos of sleep
It is how my body searches for yours
How your hands ignite me, and
fill my nerves with tiny explosions
You know this altar, like no other religion
And some nights you have no other cause but
to set me free
I position myself so there is nothing between us,
except the fire in my eyes
Go ahead, do your best to put it out
Absolute Clarity
In your face prose poetry - tactile and there - enjoyable, no mistaking POV communication, or purpose - intense transpareny of declaration - nice ~~A~~
Thank you so very much
Thank you so very much Allets. I adore your comments and hope there are many more to come!
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.