Poem: “Ferocity”

The ferocity I feel while loving you
scratches the night’s breasts
melts piled up floods
over the sand’s dead skin
my desire to see you
has an erectile giant-like body
a fist of brambles or barbed wire
your smile a crack
between my pulses and light

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