So freezing cold outside/ yet warm is how my heart is/for the howl of the wind/is silence next to the explosion of your toothless smile/heat from a roaring fire would comfort me/ far less than your longing needy hands /kneading into my soft emptying breasts/as my love for you pours out to fill you and... fulfill me..

© Madlu Saladi


day 3 | 8 June 2011