October 1, 2009

help me to know
your deepest desires
i want you to see
the dim light of me

each perfect inch
divine feminine form
feeds a wanting core
as i scream out for more

each shaded line
and each hint of light
sets forth a fury
beneath holy waves

the mystery of you
i dare not conceive
beauty beneath
where light never falls

i bask in your presence
filled in a glimpse
ebbs of a thought
flowing in hope

lines, visions, fire
smoke from beyond
passion exploding
a moment of lust

washed and expunged
in your soft and firm lines
gently intrinsic
gently defined

help me to know
as i reach for your mind
immersion of two
pleasant, divine

inspired by the glorious art of elizabeth hart

Type: Poetry

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