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Dawn runs its lazy fingers over my limbs,
stretches its warmth to the length of my body,
awakens the need to be alive, to fulfil,
to be in your presence, lead me to you, be my guide,
all I need is your touch, I will find the way.
And with the rising of the moon at 2am
I will devour you as would a starving man
too long deprived of your scent, your taste,
a growling hunger possessing,
every cell compelling, begging, for surrender
to the cravings deep down in my soul.
Where is heaven and where is hell?
I have the idea they both are within the heart and found through the use of words, not eyes. I can think of worse things than being devoured by your heart shadow.
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DeleteI feel as if our soul is calling to the god, to help us, to lift us and in such times only god can help us.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from the UK. I enjoyed reading.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
The moon often seems to ignite hungers
ReplyDeleteHell is deprived of that love.
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ReplyDeleteOf course I am taking the words of your beautiful prose to my inner cravings of love, passion, and some semblance of sanity within our world.
Heaven is peace of mind.
Hell is what we make of it...if you're dissatisfied, hell is within reach.
Then, on the other hand, if I were to interpret this in a whole 'nother perspective, I could feel the ecstasy with his touch as the moon glows through the window of my dreams.
Take it one way or the other...they're both reached by your talent of painting my mind's picture as I read.
I like the sensual hungering elements described here, Dawn and the moon rise are both special. It would be a waning moon rising at 2 AM...
ReplyDeleteI knew I was in a different world when dawn broke at 2 A.M.
ReplyDeleteHeaven or hell... Thanks for the journey
Heaven is out there waiting to be discovered. Hell is a place I don't want to find.
ReplyDeleteSensual and yet ever so subtle like the calm waves at sea, arriving and receding at will. Heaven is hell and hell is heaven, from dawn to dusk.
ReplyDeleteI feel very jealous of Dawn . . . lol
ReplyDeleteSorry I have been incognito lately
I have been soooo busy with projects . . . :)
Truth is there is no heaven and there is no hell, friend Shadow ... example:
ReplyDeleteI love the colour purple, but know very well that there is no colour purple unless it's made of colour blue and colour red ... so no use looking for the perfect purple ... ok? ... Love, cat.
I long for the real thing.
ReplyDeleteNothing is like a beautiful start of a poem to capture your mind, ignite your senses. Intriguing piece it is...
ReplyDeletepeace and love
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Wanting. Never sastisfied.
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