Just Before
and
she was soft
my spatulate fingers
wiped her warm tears
her heart was melting with
fire hot like lava flowing down
curiously innocent caressing her
long neck tense and rigid could feel
i kissed her thoughts at the bay of her
lips like a stranger with glorious uncertainty
the green spread the horizon of love
smell of chlorophyl hung there
her face the radiance spread
and the waves rejaculated
into the womb of the sea
july 12 6.15 pm
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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