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Fertile Dreaming

I saw her prior to the night
Many nights before
In the cold dimness of the light
Right outside her door
Nor for rejection could I speak
Too thirsty my tongue
Her laden breasts were mountain peak
Like ripe fruits they hung

I only meant to cast a line
There, the moon and I
Alone dangling in the soft brine
They caught my eye
The clothes folded on a bright stone
The figure lost
Surprise, O I am not alone
My smile broke frost

And then bushes tattlering
Then sudden hush
My heart like lost words stuttering
The sudden push
Out, out, the coiled joy entering
And rush relief
The piped starch, skin smothering
Uncovered grief

Gone so quickly, love's first flash
Moon's breast, milk sweet
The fallen robe, the loosed sash
O no repeat
To the censoring eyes here
I trembled still
Before the cold knowing stare
Gone the sweet thrill

Awakened, no river nor sea
Only white sheet
Stained with more than wet memory
Needs hold deceit
Tongue cannot tell but as dream
Manhood blooming
The first world's lost in a stream
Love births meaning.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Date: 6/30/2013 1:22:00 PM
Amazing Art, David! Jimbo
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