Great Blue Sky
ending in a dream,
and
my eyes
open
at the end
of time.
among whispered tales
of fantastical
derring-do,
and exotic
ascetic mystery,
I wander
&
I wonder….
why
am
i
here?
She calls
to me,
with raindrops that tickle my nose;
She
teases
with every step of the sun upon
my dark skin;
I abstain
from
consummation
for
fear of what
we may conceive
in our wild, debauched,
thrilling
embrace:
Fire,
to light my soul;
an
Inferno
to burn this world.
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