"Getaway" a poem by Wolfgang Von Zennishionn




"Getaway" 


During hard times
What I often miss most 
Is your soft skin
Pressed up against mine
Caressing places I can't in public
Getting lost in your li
Finding my way back again

And again and again...

Scouring mountains
Traipsing through beautiful hills 
And magical valleys 
Setting foot on sandy shores
Treading water 
Teasing, tempting, 
Thoroughly testing,
Diving in with vigor

I'll hold my breath
Until my chest collapses
To explore your wondrous depths
And feel you writhe my hands
As my tongue 
Causes little earthquakes
Showering me in bliss
And buried in your glory
We may rest in peace


Original poetry and photography by 
Wolfgang Von Zennishionn
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