torqued ellipse

there is no comfort like
enclosed spaces.
womb-like is my existence
with you, your heavy walls,
your ribs made of steel.
within you, time dissipates
and no memories are formed
and yet, for all the world
i would forget to be within you,
to be dwarfed by your curves,
massive and dominating yet
elegant and fluid, like a river
current, a hurricane wind.
i breath lightly next to your
bending strength, and press
my cheeks against your
patina of changing flesh.

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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