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Falling Haikus 4

by Johnny Crimson

at the old mill house
fevers rise up from the floor
the frogs bloat and sweat

the age of reason
a new sexuality
colors the night pink

sawhorses hold us
the weight of double bodies
stretched out for science

winter eyes collide
the intensity of lust
gliding to and from

sleigh ride in the snow
the trees they know what we've done
latching our garments

at the old mill house
the fevers settle back down
patient for new blood

03/14/2014

Posted on 03/14/2014
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/14/14 at 07:14 PM

Great collection of sub poems vibrating with sensuality and reflecting aptly on the title.

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