Poetry Clips – Never (The Edge Of Desire)


Upon the edge of desire

The wild red scent

Of passion

Tempts us

Into the depths

Of each other’s eyes

We know each other

From lifetimes before

We never really parted

Like risen ghosts

We fill ourselves

With the white hot fire

Of need

© Ann Bagnall

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