An answer to prayers
left unspoken, communicated
by stories untold
Fantasies distilled in poetry
swallowed in hushed pain
waiting to blossom
In throes of passion, uncontained
she emerges in darkness
naked to her marrow
Bound by yearnings unraveled
her burdens untethered
by his tongue, on fire
©06/2019
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
Beautiful!! I love those words!
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Thank you!!
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“Bound by yearnings unraveled
her burdens untethered
by his tongue, on fire”
I love the whole thing and how well it flowed, but the last three lines… perfection.
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You know I do not apply such concepts as “perfection” to my pieces, but I am very grateful to you for the praise and support.
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Neither do I. So perhaps I should remind you of that the next time you use it with me. Lol.
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I’m not the only one that tells you that!! :p
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Surely you remember my feelings about your tongue being stuck out at me too. 😏
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Well, I also remember clearly agreeing with you that I can be quite defiant. 🙂
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