Monday, September 12, 2022

Love Surreal

 I don’t remember 

Much about that night

I do recall the tiles of light

That adorned my hips

Moving and stretching 

With each frantic breath

Professing earnestly 

That

I’ll love you harder

I promise

Dissolve you 

Under my tongue

Like a sugar-cube

With the vow

Of sacred visions

In a jaded world

The past is dust

Let us create

For one another 

What we never 

Have before.


💫Amber Comber

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