Slowly, slowly, in tune with
Rhythm of wind, step,
Birdsong, we reach the crest.
The mists disperse.
Rimmed in sunlight,
You laugh raven-like;
Hungry eyes, hair unbound,
Creature of earth and sky.
In an instant the dam bursts,
Slaking our thirst
On the beckoning grass.
Hands softened by longing –
Free, free, free.
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Silky-smooth breeze
Water pours in scented ease –
Spirits unsheathed.
In the light of your smile
I cross the divide
In the scent of your grace
I walk in bliss
In the glow of your flow
I conquer desire
In the beat of your heart
I float in devotion
In the brush of your lips
I travel through pain
In the snug of your touch
I discard the crutch
In the soul of your mind
I dive, dive, dive.
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Alexis