Kneeling,
Waiting for
Her,
half visions,
precognition
I see her
in shadow
A breast,
shaded, full
Then,
She isn’t there,
But from behind
Me She places Her
hand on my chest in
an embrace.
She stalks,
Using her moans
to quicken my fires,
To give chase,
But still I
Kneel….
My prayers,
unanswered,
I await
Her….
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