We fold together like paper.
Our hearts beating;
Breaking and twisting open
Love's ***** dome.
With flight our minds
Melt words in pools of autumn sun
As we carve our initials in wood.
Our shape flits
Like butterflies
As we lie wet and naked
Moving together in heat.
Floating like lillies,
Like rose petals
Descending down the riverbank.
©Jack Aylward
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 7:10 AM UTC
We fold together like paper.
Our hearts beating;
Breaking and twisting open
Love's ***** dome.
With flight our minds
Melt words in pools of autumn sun
As we carve our initials in wood.
Our shape flits
Like butterflies
As we lie wet and naked
Moving together in heat.
Floating like lillies,
Like rose petals
Descending down the riverbank.
©Jack Aylward
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