my words roam over your skin
your fingers roam around the craters of the moon
I rain blue scents of lovers from Hellada
I love you
I love with you
poplars break the morning sky
throw me to the sea…
it’s afternoon
the time lights candles
on the shore a lace glove bleeds
secrets of the women of the water
you’ll look for me
the virgin lip of an adulterated sea
your love to be

My book, Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, available for pre-order here

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@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela Marie Milton)