Showing posts with label Love's tastes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love's tastes. Show all posts
Sunday, March 12, 2017
NO, STAY THERE
she said
with her hand,
light, yet full
of urgency.
My mouth
wrote
curlicues
inside
her privacy.
I signed
my name
with my breath.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2017
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