I’ve tasted your tears

Drank from you soul

Swam through the years

Of your woman hole

I’ve spoken to your skin

Named your body Yin

This is beyond thee original sin.

Come, take my hand

We’ll run away and expand

raise a child with the wolves

Steal this body of land

build a home out of this tree

Fill it with poetry and books

Exist in complete anarchy

We’ll be the towns rooks

Scream through the evening deserts

And summon the shooting stars.

Make love with the fire

Leave my body with scars.

Breathe in the wild

Let it run through our blood

Entertained like a child

Who romps in the mud

We shall live as starving artists

Yet enriched and wealthy from our great minds

Pray to the sun and bless the water

Keep the mountains young with our spellbinds

Bleed ink from our mouths of sonnets and runes

Kiss the dawn and bring her death

giving birth to Aquarian silver moons

-Arizona