Wednesday, July 1, 2009

oblivion

I looked for a flower
That never withered,
Gaze fixed, love extended.
She smiled, a coy gait
Drivelling drizzle.
Stunned silence
Motley emotion,
Pervades.
Creeping snakes In brain and bones.
The boat oscillated
Between river and the high sea,
Ecstasy permeated.
Closed eyes
To savour the opening up
Intense orgy
Opened up
The sky was a white melancholy,
Drops of mystic rain,
Wild saturation Of colours and darkness,
Of orgasm and impotence.
She was not there
Melt into thin air
Shadows linger
From distance and nowhere.

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