Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Pleasance

Sleek, curled and entwined,
my yearning dauntless desires,
unraveled, laid bare.
In unfurled delight,
neath the scintillating stars,
we sizzle as one.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #108 Sizzle&Sleek

2 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.