Candlelight

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You haven't met me

but I have rested

my head upon your breasts

kissed your fingertips

the arch of your foot

I have breathed

naked beside you

as the candlelight

flung our bodies

onto my bedroom wall



No you haven't met me

but you have seen the sun

I would play games in your hair

in that long ago photo

not knowing then you would grasp it

and whisper my name.



You have not met me

but the secrets live in your heart;

stories take root in your soul

we have shared many tales of old lovers,

and demons who still rise to haunt us

while the globe spins



No, you haven't met me

we won't climb that peak

but our shadows

will dance continuously

on candlelit nights.

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Shaketa Copelin's picture

man oh man...you truly have a way with words. I know I've said that many times before, but I truly mean it. I really love your poetry. Can't wait for your first book.

blackinkusa's picture

This is a very abstract and erotic piece. Very powerful! I am dying to read more. I respect your pen. I will drop in from time to time to check out your work....keep it up
Bro!