Unconventional Love Sonnet #5
These words should glide gracefully
as a swan riding a high breeze;
they should sing with the passion
of Ella or Bessie, full-throated
and raw. These words should ache
with desire, burn with the ferocity
of wild flame; they should seduce
even the hardest of wounded hearts.
How else to convey this longing?
How else to convey what words
can never hope to touch, never
reveal the way my skin vibrates
to her touch, never even approach
the joyful mystery of her smile?
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