in the crystal ink well
of my starving soul
seeking searching
the holy grail
deeper and deeper
riding the waves of
indigo swirls
touches of thoughts
coming now
cling to the long
hard shaft in your
heart held hand
hold the tip
ever so close
making your mark
till I weep
songs of love
on your
parchmentseeking searching
the holy grail
deeper and deeper
riding the waves of
indigo swirls
touches of thoughts
coming now
cling to the long
hard shaft in your
heart held hand
hold the tip
ever so close
making your mark
till I weep
songs of love
on your
sheet
6 comments:
OH MY GOD! Jenean! You did know I would love this, yes? I do love this!!! We are vessels, holy grails, nurturing and sheltering our loves and dreams... I see it... I feel it.
Nevine
Your muse has returned!!
oh dearest nevine! you always always say what remains in my thoughts! glorious!!! i am always humbled by your comments!
yes, trish! the full moon approaches in all her glory!!!
:)
Oh, so sensual and I have always been in love with that photo...:)
...If ONLY one could trust that much and (he) be that trustworthy ~ rare indeed!
thank you calli - yes, you're right about how rare - for us to trust and one that can be trusted - i have had that once - and not so long ago - and even though we are apart we are not - he stays with me still, like a second skin - just the thought...
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