Be still?
How can I
When naked throughts of you
Race the mirrored mazes
Of my mind?
When wild feelings
Leap like frothing horses
Over fences
'Round my heart?
When your sultry spirit beckons
From the tangible,
Enchants the soul?

- Jen 10-1996

 

 

 

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