feathers drifting
to sacred forests unknown...

coiled snake,
tongue flicking the air,
soaking in lapi lazuli taste.
inner lips enticed,
offering tranquility upon my altar.

I hold on tight
and never let go
to feelings that may be real.
years go by in light flashes,
passion emptied itself
into worries
and working
and cleaning
and learning
and forgetting...

forget your Self,
lose your mind, love.
just travel in warmth
and whispered invocations
of passionate existance.

Believe again, in something infinite.
Take your time
and linger on my skin.
Feel your breath swirl
along my burning thigh.

I was a caged bird once.
You came and opened the door
to allow me to fly.
I need to fly farther,
and you need to sing w/ me...

love dear
and real
and Truthful...

passionate eyes staring at you...
take control over me,
I will follow...
Hold my hands down and kiss
me deep.
hold me strong and hard
and feed on my fleshly brilliance...
it's all yours,
take it all...

12/27/2001

Posted on 12/27/2001
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