hunter
with your gleaming
liquid heat
you
fire blazing slinger
slicing through leather
i want to know your bloody knife
let me have it
I want to crack this oyster open
i feel it
heavy hunter boots
standing on
your
stepping over
my
slatted wooden floor
i sink
like sand I am
or winter chill
unconfined
unbound
ownerless and free
I slip beneath
easily
dropping
to the earthy need that breathes me
your hotspots call
and i respond like a thoughtless bird
i feel the seeded clouds press
you
into my feathered arms
stone is soft
softer
than water
(Floating across the river to a little waterfall , thinking about love
When I arrived I looked down and glistening up at me from under the water was this little thing) http://www.artofkundalini.com
