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Your Deepest Currents
(a quatern)
Your deepest currents wash me clean, your well
Stirred up, pulled tight and wrought, the rope, to draw
Your sweetest cup, that sought, brings mouth to bell
Shaped lips that bare the lush weight without flaw.
The lips that rise with meld of strain and joy,
Your deepest currents wash me clean, your well,
As every muscled moment gains employ
Those spaces stretched with thirsting thoughts’ impel.
Our graces raise and fall, that fill compel,
Once rain has rivers loosed to banks’ exceed,
Your deepest currents wash me clean. Your well
As opened full, to all I give, concedes.
Now lingered swift, our thirst will quell no wait,
So wave on wave breaks from our storm-spurred swells.
With froth and blust’ our torrents crest your gate,
Your deepest currents. Wash me clean, your well!
Your deepest currents wash me clean, your well
Stirred up, pulled tight and wrought, the rope, to draw
Your sweetest cup, that sought, brings mouth to bell
Shaped lips that bare the lush weight without flaw.
The lips that rise with meld of strain and joy,
Your deepest currents wash me clean, your well,
As every muscled moment gains employ
Those spaces stretched with thirsting thoughts’ impel.
Our graces raise and fall, that fill compel,
Once rain has rivers loosed to banks’ exceed,
Your deepest currents wash me clean. Your well
As opened full, to all I give, concedes.
Now lingered swift, our thirst will quell no wait,
So wave on wave breaks from our storm-spurred swells.
With froth and blust’ our torrents crest your gate,
Your deepest currents. Wash me clean, your well!
Published 20th Oct 2018
Author's Note
OK... come on, you KNOW what inspired this! (anyone gotta towel?)
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20th Oct 2018 7:52pm
