Untitled #12

I would have shouted it louder tonight,
Had there been no one listening, 
How much, how hard, how everything…
How it’s hard to hold it all back;
Damn 
You, that throbbing reservoir of depthless desire rolling
Black and blue
Like my heart
That aches with the strain
Of so much love,
Of so much love,
A silent lake in a desert landscape
That needs water
When it can’t call for rain.

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