Thursday, March 26, 2009

Secret Muse

and deep inside
something moves. It
shifts sideways and stops.
caught and the aching begins.
I wanted to reach out and slide my hand
across your flesh. Slowly.

Your sharp souled eyes
glancing. This is not right.
Yet the want begins. Deeply
inside something shifts again.

Virtue Fern
26.03.09 8.30pm

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