Making love in the liquid womb of your existence
you come to me the candle light
I'll lead you from the daylight
I am the flicker of the flame
that will descend behind you mind
and illuminate your thoughts
I will burglarize your consciousness
and take away your
doubts, hesitations and procrastinations
to give into me
as we cherish the twilight
and wait for the power to run out on the moon
so that we may consume
the pitch black of ecstasy
that is sure to come
as the relentless beat
of my native drum
pound into your soul
taps into your spinal cord
your desire passion lust
will drip and oz into my hands
like thick syrup from a maple tree
on a warm summer night
you'll react to the cool breeze
of my racing thought of you
as I ride your goosebumps
as they descend into your skin
so I can be closer to you
and you to me
jrg
July 04
Copyright © 2009 by Jeff R. Ghee
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