once in a while
i glimpse another part of me
in a stranger's eyes
and so the game begins
the smile,
inviting challenging,
the touch, sparkling
the sensous tingling
the pulse,
becoming the sound of drums
the hunger, once satisfied,
returns again a million times stronger
and
the flame - burns
too bright too soon
sizzles and dies.
Monday, March 06, 2006
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What amazing feelings so easily crafted by your words. Thank you for sharing such powerful poetry.
:-)
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