Empress, heir to
the throne of longing.
Silk scarves in knots
Lioness cat walk
trespasses
the forbidden.
A soft ache
inches away.
Temptress of
fertile roots and
moistened petals.
The skillful pause
between worlds.
Breathe to breast
Let go and clench
Bleed with me
of blended scent.
We have not met.
This distance pulls
too close
to regret.