Saturday, September 24, 2005

Convent

I consent.
Take my clothes off!
Remove the layers.
It is better we both are kept naked?
But thank you for participating.

Can you be happier
or not as happy?
As I print on the confines of my
mind.

The pages swirling....
around in the
HOWLING
H-O-W-L-I-N-G
HOW-LING
wind.

Each and every dimension
of time
my heart is stolen
beneath your beauty
that penetrates...
reverberates my soul.

But don't panic,
for there's no medicine...
-only-
desire I need.

That our physical presence
moving the direction of stars
created an explosive dynamic between us!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Would you consider returning to the idiot box? We miss you.

I completely understand if you refuse.

Swedes

PS. I like the one about the Union Boss.