On Meeting You

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Morning
dew doesn’t
just
appear,
she
forms around

the
layers of
photosynthesis,
and
creates
a  barrier
for
the
sun to
implant her
love,
corrections,
and
otherwise
feelings of
complete bliss to
be
born

like
rays
of her extension.

This
is how
I felt
meeting you,
like
a ray
of
photosynthesis
being
passed
from generation
to
generation;
from
your hands
and
into
my heart.
This
is how
I remember
seeing you
too,

with
eyes pressed
deeply
into your
inviting
lips.

Let’s
be honest,
this
is
how I
felt
meeting you
meeting
me
and
if the
sun has her way,
I
may
have to
put
up my
dukes
to grab
your
love from
her
reach.

M.C. Davis

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Position

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Let me

position you
the

way I
want you,

with
your best features
all
out in front,
like
smooth
butter cream
basking

in the sun,
on
a day meant
for
making fun
of the
looseness of
clouds.

Let me
unfold your
skin

onto mine,
like
we used to
do
during our
love-making,
back
when
time stood

still for us
for
no apparent reason
at all.

I’m
just a poet
who
sees all
of your
positions
of
poetry
layered
on
your skin,
and
truthfully
I’m
seriously
ready for
the

next position.

M.C. Davis

A Simple Walk

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Allow
me
to
walk with you.
A
simple,
collective
walk
to
the other
side
of this
room
with
hands
engulfed
in
hands,
and hearts
fighting
battles
to
win
the
attention
of
the
war.

We will
hold
hands
like
we
used
to
when no
one
looked,
or
dared
to fix their
stares
between
ours.

If
you
haven’t
guessed,
I’m
a hopeless
romantic
and
full
of
the things
that
make you
and
I
like sweet
water
on a
even
sweeter
Southern afternoon.

M.C. Davis