Monday, September 29, 2014

PREPARE THE LOVE BED

I listened to the sky as it sang to me!

It rushed to tell me secrets never whispered.

I asked that it come slower let me prepare

FOr what could I do for its treasure but be?

BEyond that I have nothing to give but love

Love that rushes to the morning for some

Some taste of flesh and of cushion repose

be what to me my heart has enclosed, come,

I love you why doubt me? Carry me forward

toward the high mountain of your flesh warm

as flesh over water in water is born

the species of Love that I asked for is torn

it breaks me in pieces and cuts me in halves

Love oh Love me and Love me with Passion

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