incited

something stirs
between
the sheets
of night
to startle
awakening
wind blown
like the last
tiny tremors of
hour glass
sand falling
nothing left
only the empty
vessel’s reflection
the other side
distorted
golden loneliness
wraps her
long legs around
your heart
tender soul
incited
pulling under
once again

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