Nebulous New Specie
By JudeAce
(The primal ooze of time’s emotion Flows down my leg and into your garden: Where the chatter of past lifetimes Seeps into the present before us...) Your poppy red lips intoxicate me- As I see the blue moon outside my window Listening for your voice across the midnight wind... Your poetic excellence seduces me As I filter into your astral kingdom And taste your melting metaphors And touch you illuminating imagery And recite your voice within my mind... Timeless tales of truth and beauty Come to me in an montage of images Only seen before in a meditative trance Only heard by my will to secure you... The fire in your eyes passionately reaches across to me Offering a refreshing and inspiring focus, Ventilated by my growing force to become you, Fueled by the desire to know your inner details and desires... And as I merge into your solidifying assurance And as you project into my heated form We begin to form from the pyre of dreams, Seductive and secret and sumptuously divine- Here, we play in the parameters of paradise, In the beginning of creation Like an evolving embryo We become a nebulous new specie Rising from the ashes of our burning passion... Written November 10th, 2001 © on Nov 25 2001 03:27 PM PST 0 • 16
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