Sometimes I Paint

On a Winter’s Day


You with your hummingbird hands

That defy both time and gravity

carry me off to some uncharted

land of persimmons

And hibiscus flowers so large

We joke about moving in.

Desire is huge, but to fulfill it

Requires only a sip, a thrust

soft as dew on a petal

hard as stone upon stone.


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