Bridge Madrigal
The all night
writing secrets roadside
intemerata beside her
the aftertaste of the beloved
hands tied on the line
where was heavenly
its footprint is mine
a short signal
revealing the light path
madrigal on the bridge of handcuffs
imprisoning his way
flash of love opened in handcuffs
in the middle of nowhere
My desire never sleeps
resting on the beloved lingerie
lover with inmate hunger.
Arthur Nett
11/09/2011
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