365 Days of Poetry: Day One-Hundred and Ninety-Eight

they are more vivid now.
the dreams of you.
parts doing just.
as I need them to.
your eyes making sure.
I know I am wanted.
and I would match.
every square millimeter.
of your skin to mine.
if I thought we had the time.
and technology to flay.
ourselves more than in mind.
and meld to something.
most divine, these.
images, they makes my days.
a bearable succession.
of genius and plays.
upon these heartstrings.
ever dear, and so.
I reach for many years.

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About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

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