There are mountains crumbling inside of me
Boulders sun-warmed from your thick voice
Moss-covered limbs reaching for your skies
Cobbles and pebbles charged from your breath and lightening
You belong in these darkened caves
Mining for affection
You are a Thunder God shaking my core
I rattle from longing
Round me up as bedrock for your feet
Walk all over me
Take these stones and build your kingdom
I fall for you
Like a gentle slope bowing
Climb these craggy edges
Claim your territory
I hunger for you
Like a century-long thirst
Come feel my rivers rush
The way I gush for your tongue

© Delia Ross. 2020

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