Purple flowers
Purple flowers on the new year
He’d written about her before
Not needing a balm
Simply wanting to awaken a thrill
Inside her
To be welcomed to her sex
& fuck both our brains out
Till we are spent.
& go home alone
& elevated
As peace for a new millenium.
& hear the hymns of time
In our souls.
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2024.
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