My Words, Steamy and Tasty

steamy & tasty

Let me write you fine

Words

as nuts coated in honey.‎

Let me write you

as I have many others.‎

Let me,‎

for you,

‎again,‎

become as a fly

flirting on every feaces,

‎unfaithful to none

faithful to all

I,

‎child of passion -‎

I,‎ child of the evening sky -‎

I,

‎child of the midnight –

‎unsure of the man I am -‎

broken,‎

shaken, ‎

needy.‎

Let me find with you,‎

that which has eluded me –

love -‎

served in China plates

steamy and tasty.

 

 

 

 (c) Alan Delta ‘Grow

 

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thoughtfulI have on new canvases some colors splash

and though they be without form yet, I hold my

breath -‎

hopeful

for what form these brushes paint

 

As with all that’s void and void

meaningless and unimportant

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