Euphoria

I.

Fingers
voices
tickled thin
through wires
atlantic to pacific
long be fore
eyes brushed
lenses

Landing
disheveled
with a sigh
bags mislaid between
holy land
sinners paradise
tentative

We
easing in two hot water
hastenings hinderances
humble
springs

You
pining
perfect portraits
possible futures
it was not me
you hungered for

I thirst fore
she who yearns
juice of my fruits
unfettered imperfect

II.

Black rock
pale dust
liquid heat

too much
two much
too high

Dark steamy
sweat-soaked sex
taboos shattered
myths exposed
truth
revealing
nakedness

Returning
car rivers
flowing through lost angels us
downshift
reverse

III.

Calendars cruise
years into minutes
and all our yesterdays
fade infinite

Again you fall
out of sky in too
my home
my bed
my heart
my head

Where have you been, and who are you?
not she who I recall in dreamemories

You
journeyed
sacred temples
built of fire
dined
blessed fruits one
taste opened heart
blossoms
trailing petals

IV.

lately

eye wonder ponder

who what where when
we next
and next
or
next?

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