As I navigate, your twilight eyes
From compass point to compass point,
And wander far and wide in the depths
Of doe brown tides; I realize, I'm lost
And the sea is swelling into stars.
Where the shoulders curve into a slender
Neck, my fingers crawl as you sprawl
Over me. Like the lotus and the lily I
Feel a bit silly, tangled in the weeds.
Over the arches of delicate reaches
And the valley of her back, beads run
In rivers to the throes of lustful quivers
As she quakes and feints with lip and
Tongue in the building joy of loss.
At the beginning of time there was an
Embrace between all and none, and we
Can feel it in the march of a steady beat
And lovers stretched to infinity and one.
From compass point to compass point,
And wander far and wide in the depths
Of doe brown tides; I realize, I'm lost
And the sea is swelling into stars.
Where the shoulders curve into a slender
Neck, my fingers crawl as you sprawl
Over me. Like the lotus and the lily I
Feel a bit silly, tangled in the weeds.
Over the arches of delicate reaches
And the valley of her back, beads run
In rivers to the throes of lustful quivers
As she quakes and feints with lip and
Tongue in the building joy of loss.
At the beginning of time there was an
Embrace between all and none, and we
Can feel it in the march of a steady beat
And lovers stretched to infinity and one.
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