'Ff'lo (fflo) wrote,

Maybe there is no getting around it
but what do I care, I don't want around it,
I want it.  I want it, and this
pesky mosquito of whispery warnings
I know could be my friend but
it is not the friend I want right now,
want inches away, want with the palpable
floating tingles in the space between us
standing hairs on end via magnetic fields
yes sure one might engineer one's way away from,
but I don't want a way away, again.
Tags: poetry

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