I can’t write to you
when I can,
I won’t ever know,
n’ever again.
© Scott F Savage 3/2022
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Monthly Archives: March 2022
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This Overwhelming Ache
Posted at 10:29 pm , on March 31, 2022
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Her Sensuality
Posted at 12:37 pm , on March 24, 2022
While deep in mind
only the damp taste of her skin
lips trace stirring gasps
silk tease of a neck so precious
as her shoulders open
now wanting more
while hands await a reach
and then flourish
the small of her back
soft kneading fingertips
knowing her center is near
yet a wanton tease
awaiting her own urgency
to now
now
to now
seek her wonder
there it is,
sweet sensuality
her beautiful soul.
© Scott F Savage 3/2022
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A Pretty Blue
Posted at 5:54 pm , on March 18, 2022
If sky could speak
a pretty melody play.
Stand outside and look,
look higher, feel the wind
play upon naked skin.
In this moment
your marvelous eye.
A radiant blue,
a promise for you.
©️Scott F Savage 3/2022
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Posted at 5:19 pm , on March 6, 2022
Like cherishing a stone
the polish
all smooth and delicate
the touch of our own skin
feels like we are being
gifted.
The touch,
the stone,
the afterthought.
© Scott F Savage 3/5
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