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“Rewind Forward”


Memory mirror 
supple sylph yields
and naked 
walks through liquid glass
towards your dark eyes
to float in black
legs wrapped
rapture drawn deep
unclothed into your arms
bathed bare 
you climb my mountains
pull me in 
your fingers coiled 
tight and unforgiving
around my silken hair
mouth drawn to bare 
omni amor libido
opalescent skin glistens
slow dance
silence listens
caught in time
elementals float in the aether 
no walls no stairs no roads
bodies in rhythm rhyme -
in your dark mirrors 
are all my blue skies -
dream duelling flames 
tongues do not speak
they torch a burning blaze
there are no nights
there are no days
two flaming souls 
deep dive
erotic waves 
they read no maps
trysting in their lovely trap
Pantoums 
each the other world 
Phantom 
opium kissed lips
repeat repetition 
Ships lost at sea 
in our ghost myst 
a fierce longing
a holy confederacy
Kisses long and languid
Luscious long neck licks
Drink my life 
Your need is met
my mead is sweet 
and want is whet
Honey swallowed
lost in the love
love in the lost 
trapped in the net
an open cave 
doorway 
where lush moss 
waits wet
treasure found
treasure kept
sensual salty 
her sea is met 
pounds to your 
foreign uncharted shore
two rare pearls
are free yet 
bound and kept
on the other side
awake forever
with the never slept 
hearts open 
wounds bleeding 
turn the key 
Mirror Memory

(LadyLabyrinth/2018)






https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqEZ_RQ4Cm8
"Flashbacks", Emika

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wF6v7yCthd4
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