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Wednesday, November 26, 2008
The Vision (It's So Clear)
our minds awaken
our bodies rise
sun rays fell upon your face/like
wings/opening wide
to take flight
like/a new horizon set before us
this is how our days begin
how our we/began
you gently united our auras
an alignment of stars
lit a new flame
in our twin essence
sultry
seething
supreme
a sight to behold
and hold me/you did
the ease of your touch
only made my tenderness stronger
no numbness
no softness
no subtlety
only supple decadence
you read me sacred words
from your dead sea scrolls
tehuti and maat met
ausar and auset met
your sun/my moon intertwined
an infinite union
that could not be denied
we succumb
we surrender
we soothe
any invasion of our privacy away
through our minds eyes
through our language
through our third ears
listening strong
to our heartbeat
keeping time/providing a tempo
only our rhythm can dance to
we are one
nothing casual
about this luscious rendezvous
(true story)
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