dear beloved,
wrapping my head
around you is like
listening to coltrane
be bop in the rain
today
we converse staccato
breaking words like beats
between lips and tongue
miss
you
wish
you
were
in
me
now
i love it when
you sound so vulgar
rolling my name
between your palms
wet lips parting
to speak
hello
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Now that was TIGHT!!
My beloved is serving a life sentence, we wonder if our love can endure.
It hurts, but through the hurt I am discovering me, what kind of woman I am evolving in many ways.