Sunk in a cracking
winter night,
I'm thinking of you
as in your photograph,
sitting on the side of my bed
and how quickly,
oh how quickly
I would bury this gnawing
cold in your naked warmth,
seeking from between
your breats
and your thighs
solar furnace
desire's consummation.
10.01.2026
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