With wild words I weave the truth of you
What you do not know cannot guess have not a clue
You can not keep yourself for me or from me;
I will have what is mine rightfully.
Feel steam from a long hot shower
Shatter and scatter what is real
And what is dream...
Licking tasting skin smelling flower--
Rake me over the coals of your love
With embers glowing like eyes...
Bright burns blend with freckles and scars
Clench and stretch/ touching near, reaching far...
Let us quench fell fires with love like oceans;
Slate hazel Hell and make of it a mild meadow.
Then back we come to find our Heaven fast
Burning every grain of sand into glass.
The sun seeks us, the morning light finds you and me
Drawing toward day as if to land at the edge of the sea...
Let's make a bowl of the crescent moon
And eat up stars with silver spoons...
5.4.2006
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