Michael's Wedding Invitations Kits

love the texture of your steps
because every time you walk your footsteps are shaking

my hungry eyes mercilessly

until filled with the rhythm of your muscles
that graphite color my eyes

define you do not know but that threat

my earliest desires to name the taste of your skin,
feel of your hair, the smell of your

meat right in the curve reaching
thigh ankles
alley where
invisible cats meow at night while lying on your fingers
when a poet is to dembular
by the image of feet lying on a photo

makes walking pace
dreams about
desires but do not know.