Candle Night Vigil
candlelight
vigil in night
she glides in like a
white dove of
peace
forest in rain
tropical moon
lightning in my
fiery heart
she turns
our eyes are locked
a fraction of a
second
prayer is her eyes
ceremony of purification
rattle and gongs gratification
booming of drums
shakes
nascent blood of a
rooster born as black
heated stones
steam bath in a secluded
hut the snoring
of the priest
prayer hymns
bladesmiths chat
mystical glory is on
her eyes are more direct here
now penetration then suffocation
feathers of the sea ducks
floating in damp
air we are on the way
catch us if you can
11.33 am
july 17 2016
her eyes are more direct
now penetration
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