Heather Reed Writes
Original poetry by Heather Reed
Saturday, May 28, 2022
Levitating
your hands float above me;
magician with velvet cloth
your intentions strings
that levitate me
with a polar force
suspended, not bound,
i hang with bliss
senseless to all
save the sensation
of heavy floating want
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