Pull After Pull

she will soak
the sleepless night
with her praise,
as glistening sheets
where they may
fleeing from folds of limbs,
bids that bend,
moans and yips
that rinse the walls
amongst rain scented
pillow cases
that cup and caress
strained faces
the moon,
she will rush the room
push and pull
and you will float
and you will drift,
and come to shore
where you may
– B. Brown
(image courtesy of Pinterest)

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