Tell me night, ****** beast, in the forest,
how long have you been lying in wait,
catching my scent like a hound, don't hide
the truth, it's the moment that completes.
I know well, how desperately you want
to take me in to your warm bear hug,
as I pass through the labyrinths
subjected to the onslaught of light
in it's varied intensities and hues.
An expectant silence following , you are patient
count my every heart beat and draws me near.
Floating and diving in the blue sea waves
I covet a flourascent green sheet of water
to play with, take me to the coral wonderlands.
In an oblivious mood I stand under the rain cloud
receiving the soft caresses of blue rain in my brain
it touches my heart, gently rocking, anesthetizing
my mind and making me safe from the raging wild fire.
Here I sit on the rock jutting in to the sea below
immersed in the vermilion-gold splash on the horizon
a wild ecstatic sunset, never once looking like one before,
a wintry wind blows telling me all the hidden truths
Now I would come to your moon anointed bed
for our long awaited tryst; an ultimate ****** encounter.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
Tell me night, ****** beast, in the forest,
how long have you been lying in wait,
catching my scent like a hound, don't hide
the truth, it's the moment that completes.
I know well, how desperately you want
to take me in to your warm bear hug,
as I pass through the labyrinths
subjected to the onslaught of light
in it's varied intensities and hues.
An expectant silence following , you are patient
count my every heart beat and draws me near.
Floating and diving in the blue sea waves
I covet a flourascent green sheet of water
to play with, take me to the coral wonderlands.
In an oblivious mood I stand under the rain cloud
receiving the soft caresses of blue rain in my brain
it touches my heart, gently rocking, anesthetizing
my mind and making me safe from the raging wild fire.
Here I sit on the rock jutting in to the sea below
immersed in the vermilion-gold splash on the horizon
a wild ecstatic sunset, never once looking like one before,
a wintry wind blows telling me all the hidden truths
Now I would come to your moon anointed bed
for our long awaited tryst; an ultimate ****** encounter.
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