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Poetic motion
I remember you
Skin on desperate skin
Mangled muscle in poetic motion
Tongue on nostalgic tongue
You are stored within me
Growing among muscle and tempered blood
Amongst the energy that consumes me
And feeds my hungry heart
You are with me as I grow old
Ever present in this ancient soul
On your wedding day, please understand
My gift was giving away your hand
Beautiful!
Starward
Bravo...Love this one too...you're so very talented, my friend.
Is this about someone I know?(a certain someone who's name begins with an "E", and ends with an "A")...or is it just a poem?Just curious.Write on, Esteban, write on! Any new poems?
beautiful :*D
well written .