We Make Our Own

Unapologetically Human I am nude on the mezzanine facing the darkened wet road illuminated with acrid yellow tube light better reds and blues surround towering palm trees wooden fingers of ancient giant hands buried below growing leafy green nails stretching skyward little things, orange ribbons, endless cricks and dollops bobbles and winches Spirits Play among the windmills climb to the top of trees and sing into the warm wind songs of sex and heartache as the universe ruffles along Dive head first into the opponents forehead grind the sand into his flesh with ram like resolve until the skin is red, determine to die This life is worth proving, the stars are worth gazing, and this body is worth bathing in the Maui air with naked delight The ocean calls to my heart water is a true lover whispering, kissing inescapably feminine I submerge my soul in joyful waves always the tides follow the moon like my silly heart, eclipsing both light both night both day simultaneously cycling fully the light shines and our eyes perceive shadow faces in the dark blanketed clouds the mountain gargoyles stand as titans, forgotten creatures shoulders and heads, waiting for the moon ball the ocean moon, tranquil bays the air is sweeter with you near, a distant thought cast about the horizon, the sun melting easy golden into my dreamy eye, bless my drunken lips dripping doltish songs into the friendly night Wrestling with bulls of men we kept our shirts on this time, yet blood was drawn in the sand we madly danced in the moonlight to clapping hands, kicking feet and knees the ceremonial struggle toasting the stars bottles were shared, some puffed on cigars Come surf with me in the morning or anytime the sun shines even under moonlight would I meet you and we could paddle come fill your heart with life and lust and romantic passions idyllic as freshly fallen snow undisturbed by worldly concerns be not abashed for this embrace is a natural wonder of the soul, join me, forget what words of yesterday the prophets of doom chant, we make our own tomorrow

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