~Sensual Life~

The greedy arms of emptiness enfold me,
sneaking up behind me,
a lover’s embrace.

The turned stones of yesterday haunt me,
lie beside me,
an afterglow sweat.

The future rising inside me,
gently to me,
a bright shaft of hope.

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Jazzi Ryan Ranes

Disseminator of anomalous information. Curator of Letters, Word Maker, Poet, Freethinker.

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