Innocence

send me to your secret heaven
underneath the sheets so warm

cradle me in your sweet embrace
kill me with your lovely kisses

despite this fun we make us feel
I bear no seeds to pollinate

consider my withered excuse
kiss me till my roots run dry

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“The Pleasure Seeker”
a series of poems
March 1, 2017

Lost
Innocence
Shackles
Silence
Mist
Void
Slumber
Dreams
Hunt
Elixir
Found