(Published at The Writers Club)
At a cabin, we engage in soft
conversation with pithy introductions.
Our tongues roam as travelers
without warning signs,
leaving no crease untouched;
we lie over crimson wine,
releasing euphoric sighs,
and the fireplace whipping crackles
through passion and shades between
our bodies, sweaty, nude
as an excuse to steer our lips,
blindly sealing word-for-word,
for life or death, whichever
crosses the West Coast first.
(© 2022 AC)
love this and thanks for the follow.. following you now as well. look forward to more of your work. ❣️
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Thank you so much. That’s very kind of you! Thank you for following me! Best, AC
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It’s a pleasure AC❣️
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