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Harmony 69 Movement 5

Will you burn the earth`s  skin  to glass?. 

Yet, right there , in Harmony of `69
I bent  in adoration 
before the dusky pearl of your forehead
the soft slopes of your never-ending body
shifting under a sea of blankets
Oh! treasure of treasures !
sparkling 
to life 
love
in the inner-sanctum of the 
tent-temple of my emerald heart,
filling it with that attar fragrance , 
that compassionate smile,
that yearning voice,
quieting my storm 
urging me 
to swim your sultry sea.

How could the world ever be the same again ? 

Outside,
rooted like stark brood of  the Black stone ,
rocks parried thuddingly the capricious charge of waves
and subdued the swell and swirl of a dark ,disturbed sea.

The summer night was short
and I      
cleaved to you like a calf to its mother.
Your dark-eyed nipples breasted the blanket ,
occulting the coarseness of Harmony .
We rocked to cradle the peace in the galaxy, 
with  love milking the way
to the morning star .


Winking over the mount, 
Venus caught us intertwined ,
drooling like babes, 
sated
I, summer cloud paramour of 
you Landie ,
altar of my sensuous sacrifice
sweet naos forever  
Yolande
briefly
undraping your  
compassionate cosmic essence 
for a gallant stripling 
starving for affirmation.

  
Awed,
i nested in mouths 
harmonizing
now enchanting,
now strident symphonies, 
keen enough to split  
chaos  
into mutual opposites 
that grappled , grinded and finally clashed ,
giving birth to a higher union. 

I tattoo your name , Landie, on the stretched skin of the earth.
I pullulate the waves in your name 
sackbutting the syllables   
till tremolo breaks it breathlessly to foam   
on the glistening beach of your belly   
Wrinkles I didgeridoo into the dark blanket of our night,
stringing out your diadem of stars  
I spiral you stately across my deep. 


Breaking away
reluctantly
from the tug of your knees
i trolled our anchor through  love`s flow 
girding it close to my wound-up heart.

"Go now love….spare me a thought "
 Your voice and a gentle seabreeze wafted me out.

Diving at dawn with a whale of love
between waking dunes 
capped by sourfigs , bleary-eyed revellers,
the blue-blue sky warbled
“one and one and one is three
One thing you got know ,is you got to be free
Come together, right now , over me.”

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