The Wanderer by Joni Caggiano

MasticadoresIndia // Editora: Terveen Gill

An abstract image a naked woman sitting with her knees raised in a glass bottle and a red rose is standing in the bottle
Image Source: Canva Pro

deadly this script

intuit of rapture

caresses senses

my lover, buds

sprout from pores

you touch me like

strings on a violin

ardent hunger throbs

climbing the peak

we meet yet again

like feeding pigeons

my spirit, my heart

once again torn apart

fodder for your ego

why do you appear

again, to taunt me

sing hubristic song

embedding sorrow

say a final goodbye

when the wren sings

for me tomorrow


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