Horizon of desirous lust.


In awe I find myself watching you
Devouring your seed of thought
within this reflective stance, the
mirrored contrast of reality, bound
by unseen rope connecting us at the core. Caught essence of a shadow beyond our horizon of desirous lust
the intimate trails of bonding
coveting existence. In awe I find
myself watching you, fearful at times. Love is this life’s new exchange value, with flesh comes intimacy with intimacy comes
flesh at a cost greater than I
ever known, exchange for payment
comes at regular intervals each
receipt, titled, ‘this is being loved’.

Karen Hayward (c) 2017
Image and words

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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