snake skin shake skin
snake skin shake skin
who still in here
dyin’ to come out?
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lemme gaze into
the mirror for a brush with
that voice in your hands.
Posted by asarpa | Filed under haiku, lowku, poetry
01 Monday Feb 2016
you, a fire painting skies at nite
i, i an airborn/e burning kite
how come we needed no disguise
felt like magic, spelled just right
i loved bathing in the scented light
in heartflows, lustlegs, sugarcries
with heat flooding our thighs
i sailed – navigating skin, word, flight –
on yo telling, yo beloved eyes.