I Dreamt... (The Turning)
i dreamt...
i slowly unbuttoned
your blouse in
the semi-darkness.
the faint smell of
your wanting filled
the room...
i was stunned
to find your chest split open.
i could see your heart
beating with hunger.
i softly caressed it,
and could feel the turning,
of time and season,
want and desire.
then suddenly you were gone,
leaving dust on my fingertips,
and an aching in my soul!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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