Tuesday, January 18, 2011

wanderwater


crawling into the musk cavern cradle graves

sipping honeysuckle night's dark lust ~


the song that is you will travel in me through dreams

to my heart where i am born again

this feeling is new


i rest now,

i look to you

and my face heats ~

flushing with the shame of recognition,

the knowledge of my other...


the ocean sighs into my mind

rocks me slow beneath the waves

seaweeds discover my nakedness...


for with you i am without words but you have spelled me...

you are my sweet wise fierce,

you are my merlin.


2.07.09 © agn

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