Thursday, November 10, 2011

Gratitude and passion

Swept from a breeze off the vineyards
poured from a fine bodied wine
is the mystery of my sensations
undulating over my tongue
and my mind

Vibrating chords of my passion and spirit
falling under the spell of enchantment
by the elegance
of the timbre
of his voice

A spontaneous promise
scented with
fresh cloves of garlic
in the wisps
of his hair

The Albatross carries me
over the rolling hills
quilted with raw emotions
that radiate with abundance
and naked passion ...

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