Stamen and Pistil
fistfuls and blissful
you concrete my grounding


deep cave diving
tall tree climbing
The smell of you is astounding.

Nectar and pollen
like ***** and *****
Rod is fallen
serpent does yearn.

My flowers bloom
only under your moon
and your sun light just
bakes me away.


Couldnt have known you
a moment to soon
and the moment just
takes me away.


Cycle spinning
cross over and spiraling
Moon whoreship sinning
frequency dialing

I think we are just feeling it out.