the curtains part
on
hot bulging temples
and spilling thighs
words fall against themselves
dying valiantly
letting senses speak now
beautiful uninhibited senses
rolling bloody skin
around
howling channels of desire
all sinew and strength
tall beasts
between french lines
claw and tongue
growling
i must have
the body length full
not whisper
not tips of bits
but the entirety
not nuance
or subtlety
no teetering bashful allegory
but ferocious indulgent swallowing
whole
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Silver Poetry 
Made me think that passion makes no compromise…love the painting.
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yes that passion at the very least does not want to compromise and compromise makes passion all the more determined to express itself. Even that in life mediocre of anything can be deadly…frustrating…. a longing for fullness and honesty… why we end up indulging petulantly because we deny ourselves truth so often
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Anna, it’s been a while. Trust you are doing great. š Lovely work, as always š
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thank you x it has been a while !
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Longing for the entirety.. great poem š
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:))) xxx thanks
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