Gaping wounds;
holes the size of planets
open wide within
dreams, all the darkness
the sweet longing I cannot feel
in my day comes forth.

And everything about me
has changed, dream-scape
confidence of body
and desire pouring
from my *****
into the image of you
my animus, my beautiful projection
that only exists in my mind.

Sweetly I kiss you
down to your navel
glancing up, teasing
dreams borrow from me
truth and reality
and embellish with
dark tendrils of
***** desire.

I am earthbound angel
indeed, fleshy wanton
rivers flow freely in
sleep's realm, relieving
and balancing
the stifled tensions
of the waking world
safe inside my head.

13th July 2015