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Gravity
by Vikki OwensYou are a gravity to me
a grounding...
we merge on all plains
in a heat.
I have a taste for you,
and the slowmotion way
we rock cradled in our bed
together
our sheets an ocean that we've
set sail on
into the harbors of
each other...
You tether me to your shores
you tether me to your smell...
morning light drifting
in like sand upon
our desert
your fingers igniting touchtone
supernova
on my thighs....
here in this atmosphere
it is your pull
that wakes me
that draws the blood from my heavens
and
ties it to your ground.... 01/14/2003 Posted on 01/15/2003
Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/16/03 at 02:08 AM Text well worthy of its title Vikki...a highly attractive read! |
| Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 01/16/03 at 02:32 AM Every time I see you you're either in or getting into bed!...Sounds like a great areobics program! - Ah the passion of the young...pass it around...I need my soul pumped up! - Tooo Kool - RCat |
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