Him

by Kristy Green   Apr 12, 2005


Suspicious mind
intense eyes
raven hair
probing stare
sensitive touch
body of lust
skin bare
full of dare
lips a pout
thinks with doubt
hands of talent
ways of imprint
a mask over emotion
a heart of devotion
a deep soul
with a gaping hole
animal urges
electricity surges
mystified beauty
intuitive entry
eccentric style
knowledge in pile
metal in veins
ways of strain
determined strength
ideas of length
pride within
thoughts begin
a powerful hold
a beautiful mold
hiding places
needed spaces
chasing the hunt
glory with grunt
reserve unknown
never alone
attached, detached?
likeness matched
spirits linked
prints inked
needs met
is what you get

he is and for what reason i don't know- my muse. i think I get him more than he realizes.

Kristy Green

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