Calor Poem by guillermo veloso

Calor

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I would trace the dew on her breast with my tongue/ I would feel the rise and fall of her breath/I take in her scent and lay quietly in the night/and sense her dreams as they dance over her/what would they sing? /wife /I would loose the jesses of our passion and let it fly/would she return an angel?

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Lisa Alva 22 September 2009

This is lovely! What are 'jesses? '

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