I am the experiencer
necromancer too
wizard of the sky
my feet are curved like moons
I taste the surface of this earth
or my imagination
portaling through
dissolution death
seated in soft blooms
innocent
flying inside
spread eagled in my sphere
following the crows
on course
to blue star
heart music
a snaky illumination
a shimmering song
a magnetic tune
falling through my body
filling and rolling my throat
I give birth
an orange large and juicy
shining over billowing thighs
and now
I balance
upon my golden navigation tool
reflect upon me
bouncing through this sweaty life
soft skin of face against your rough sprouting chest
following the blue note
underneath my breast
Silver Poetry 
As always enjoyed both forms of you art…hope things are well there.
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Things are well down here Charles. I hope you’re world has lovely things in it too!
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I’m at the point where I just need your words. I need that kind of soul in my life.
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it is a kind of desire
edgy tugging
words that stroke us
words that are lit by a sensual electromagnetism
your words do that to me
a string of words that link and ripple
a shooting current
sphering under
curving the surface of the earthsea
I do understand
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I needed this. Thank you.
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it is beautiful
you’re welcome
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