Passion Murmurs (one of my favorite poems)
Passion Murmurs
water in my glass; dew
supple as a longing love,
lingering shadows
clock caws like ravens,
crow ticks crucial as subtle
cravings in my loins
tapping on floors
like whisperings of secret laws
at my love-soaked sheets
music like mambos:
wind on my window, raucous
like passion murmurs
Copyright © 2005 Jacquii Cooke
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