Hot Springs
I am
an unplumbed
well spring
of love,
unlearned,
waiting for
your lambent lips
to taste my fountain
and make it
bubble
again.
Author's Note: What a beautiful day it is here. I went outside in my backyard with my coat on at 1 pm.I just came in and it is almost 2:30 and it warmed up so much I had to take my coat off. And while out there soaking up some glorious sun rays, I felt inspired to have some sensual fun with word-play. :)
Posted on 01/18/2010
Poetry by melanie sue
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2010-01-18 at 21:28
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