I will twiddle my thumbs
Till the seams come undone
And the aftermath
Of love is a crackling core
Splitting wood
Vehemently stroked
A single simple chime
A serpents tail
Whipping altered states
Making out
To meet you in midair
Run my fingers through your hair
Cradled scales curled up
Japanese redfish
And a moon to catch your bare
Echo of a voice
The inner twill
Black water and bread
Make for us a meal
Bite down on summers
Misty stammered sweet
Drips of lucid steam
Two love gashes
Torn in cryptic memories
Mended in the
Mysteries as our hearts
Call out the weathered
Wide eyed fantasies of yet
My almond prize
A gold red hallucination
Sparkles optic
Nightmare visions
Awakened by our
Hot tears
Dancing vertically
On a blanket
In the sea
© GÄ
Poétique 