iPhone photo by Me

Black satin mystery breathes fury 

into my darkness, igniting need buried

I burn, my ashes seeking a soul in drought

Luna illuminates decadence rolling in waves 

from my naked flesh, begging for more 

I plead for the pain to resuscitate me 



  1. This reminds me of sitting on the beach on a calm night. When the air is just right and the black water looks just like black satin. The moon, shattered into a million sparkles.. wanting, needing to feel SOMETHING again, knowing it was all wrong the first time…. all this to say, gorgeous poem, you took me somewhere special.

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