Long-limbed
Stop!
and loosely bound,
Your lips say
A pale reflection of Soul
See me
engages more than I can dream.
Look at me
To eat, to melt, to reconstruct
Cry my word
Myself within those Lips;
Unto your life.
Bliss, I cry....
Long-limbed
Stop!
and loosely bound,
Your lips say
A pale reflection of Soul
See me
engages more than I can dream.
Look at me
To eat, to melt, to reconstruct
Cry my word
Myself within those Lips;
Unto your life.
Bliss, I cry....
I I am become visions: archer without horse; water without sea. I cannot swim this confusion, cannot pierce this effervescent veil. I ride an ocean's expanse, poems rendered without words. II Doubt has stricken me this afternoon. I am succumb: plague of insecurity.