Chiseled

ByRick Ellsmore

The shower

Burning hot

Steaming my

Sore muscles

Calm

You came

Exploding 

To mind

My nakedness

Alive and desiring

The gods

Carved you

From the

Cosmos

Bursting into

My mind’s eye

Your mind

Formed from

The sky seeds

Popping in

The night

Your body

Ohh your 

Luscious skin

And bones

Gathered 

By the gods 

Large hands

Scooping up

Cosmos sands

Forming you

Freehand

Unlike any 

Other before

Or after

My skin

Crawling with

Infinite desire

Hot coals

Alive in 

My loins

Thoughts of

Ravishing your

Mind

Body

Soul

Feasting on

My wolf-hungry

Flesh

Because you 

Truly live

I am

Experiencing anew

My life’s 

Eternal longing

To fully

Love

To be 

Loved

Entirely

Rick Ellsmore/RLove

10.1.19

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