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With the veil of darkness she shrugs off the
written words
racing across her naked skin,
primed she stretches, an inscrutable smile on
her lips,
she accepts, chooses to take the road that
leads back to you,
a pronouncement more appealing than the need
to breathe each breath, in, out.
With a wail of release, the unsaid leapt from
the well
of carefully guarded impulses,
echoing through every dream that colours the
night sky black,
she sinks into the perfect pleasure exposed
by the double-sided knife,
that severs her existence in unison with the
dawn.
This is so sexy. The connection between humans and nature is so visceral and alive; of course it's sexy.
ReplyDeleteYou are so good.
ReplyDelete... can't help thinking of sex when reading this ... very feminine sex ... smiles ... Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteYou know my attitude to those carefully guarded impulses--let down the guard and have that double triple orgasm of delight in being cut away from this place that so restricts us with it's other ordained propriety. Love the night, love the dark---it is where we see the light clearest.
ReplyDeleteIt is the unsaid things that scare me most. The things never said so left undealt with that drive us apart. I would rather die from letting them go than live under that weight.~
ReplyDeleteWhoa.
ReplyDeletehello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay hmm garded impulses i am not shoor my noo sister saya has the slitest ideea wot those ar!!! ha ha ok bye
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