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another one of the Indian theme; dedicated to a woman in Bombay




You Trace A Wet Line Over My Body


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"yes I miss my Bast, my cat, my lifefriend
like the desert miss the rain
I come out of the desert
meeting you is like a satisfying drink of water
Ankh...m'lady
this poem shimmers in it's flow
in shades from midniteblue to red
Aahh...my baby
water of love
and life
that feeds love
endless cycles
my love
I dont sleep, very deep
thinking about you
my Indian passion lying beside me in bed
head to your head
sweet voice near me
you make me harder than scandinavian woods
with your excited softness
you trace a wet line over my body
with your aroused body
drowning in your love
Sea Priestess and Pan
the waves and the woods
bell book and candle...
candle book bell
midnight summer rituals
we make
we play
we create
we adore
we gain
again and again
after your shower and bath
drops on your legs
I wish I was your strawberry cream
reaching you everywhere
but I have you now after..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~27Apr99~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal




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Publicerad 2009-01-26 22:35



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