I loved you with the ferocity
of a velvet garment
the soft attack of your touch
became my skin
your arms around me held me
in virgin grounds
with each caress another nerve wove
the velvet’s burning colours,
tattooed on my bare body
branded, like cattle, I belonged to this love
and since you abandoned it
I roam empty fields of men
searching for my owner
howling your name quietly.
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