wake me knots

her lips found mine
hungrily between the
petals of the wildflowers
waving contentedly in
the warm spring breeze
my tongue an eager bee
taking her sweet nectar
for my honeycomb soul
her soft skin beneath
my curious fingers
feeling her muscles tense
as waves of acquiescence
shattered the chains
of my enforced restraint
the dappled light in
impassioned diffusion
highlighted her beauty
as the grass nestled
her golden strands and
the sparrows sang joyous
from the budding branches
forming shadow theatre
upon our writhing forms
far removed from the
burdens of the city
bustling white noise
forgotten in this frozen
moment of blissful abandon
echoing through the
cathedral of adoration
embodied in her perfection

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