Is he ever going to stop creating the beautiful

All the profound and subtle works

that enlighten and give you rough

goosebumps on your arms and thighs

and make the hairs behind your neck

and arms stand as shivers crawl down

your spine?


Yes, the feelings that flow within your veins

that are faint and wash away

like the dyes on your favourite shirt.

These are what you feel when he touches you

as the scent of his skin permeate your nostrils and memory

And you feel like a smothered rock that has rested in water

for seasons.

They are how it feels to be in a bed marinated in liquid love.


Now look closely

Keep looking

and listen


Do they stay with you?

Will they stay with you?


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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