like
a trickle
from mountain rain
it starts ......

my
Desire

a quiver of droplets
converging together
coursing through my body
consuming my thoughts
babbling down my contours
into my valleys
soaking my senses
with lust
growing in need
shuddering across rocks
rapidly gaining in momentum
uncontrolled
in a frenzy of whitewater
finally
reaching the drop
tantalising
at the very brink
pulsing
with waves of pleasure
before plunging
headlong over the edge
in a waterfall of longing
falling into the abyss
of fantasy

flooding
              the river
                        with
                            my song

(C) Pixievic

The Riversong you Bring doesn't bring Comfort
It's Time to wake up to the Stone Walls around You
To Feel the Fire and Ice
and Shake your Head like a Young One
Feel the Sun on your Face like an Animali
Raise your Eyes to the Truth of the Spirits
So Many times has your Truth has Failed You
So Many Chances that must have been Lost
Feel the Heart
and Think with the Mind of an Owl
Where is the Love if not Within You
a Butterfly
Flutters in Peace
As a Rose
Spirits away the Evil Soul
Moonlight in the Night
the True and Free

His first kiss, her last kiss
By the bars of the cell he put her in
His love is the love of a bestmans' girl
Who's two hearts follow her across the worlds
This mad man that never realized he waited too long
To love his sweet, Riversong