Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Just A Poem


on your body of work

I am part of creation,

a droplet of sweat 

from the brow of 

your bosom - salt-stung

tongue feasting on your 

wet skin:  "drink slowly," 

you caution, "for lust 

transcends thirst as 


©2012 R. Burnett Baker

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