Friday, April 08, 2005

While You Were Sleeping

In dim light, this graceful slumber sighing
Smoothly and nested, a power to hold.
Drawn to the curves and depth of the mold
Transfixed, (the gravity undenying)
As it pulls me to where she dreams lying.
Complete and forsook, swept in by a fold
While spinning fevers, (light and uncontrolled)
Swell and bubble away multiplying.
And I can say this rapture's given rare.
This mass of lust others may have wanted
Thrust with a rushing the fewest could bare.
Fortune feasting, my glutton undaunted,
Elegant influx, electrical air,
Crowned by her ghost, as most fully haunted.

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