October 1, 2004
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in passionate exchange…
my words
must curl…
in sinous encirclement
as its curves
hug warmly
in gripping…immerse
for your attention
its body language
memerisingly charged
with simmering emotes
sultry…yet subtle
boiling over in their heat
of outreach
as smouldering temptations
ensnaring…perhaps
in evocation
writs…of exchange….
as seductive…constructs…
brushing softly
in sweet harmony
with yours on offer
sifting from interact…music
a melodious duet
of new rhythms
soft and poignant…
of point in counterpoint
entwined with meaning
an intermingle…with hard facts…
thrustying and parrying
pushing and plunging…at yours
in probing vigour
or currents of nuance
an undertow of shades…flushed
with ‘rosy’ tints…
on stage
as dreams…technicolour
ideas…in ideals
that bleed…colouring
one within…one’s own define
of boxed thoughts
framed…by writhing lips
and darting tongue
mouthing in sultry echoes…
a modulate…’reflective’
mirroring mooted argument
hammering away…
in a crescendo
of mounting notes
as passions…embrace facts
catalysing…in fresh express…
a deepening meld…sparking
new flames…an immolate
voluntary…of involve
which burns…
with desire…to explore
beyond our sanitised truths
even…the bitter/sweet
seeking in this now
to know more…another
for their ways be
food…thought provoking
feeds to suckle at
or driven to…the honeypot
by consuming hunger…for satiate
an elusive essence …
so bound and cradled…
in anchoring a mind
buried…in fond dreams
scaling peaks…and soaring
to fresh horizons…
of heady hights
a welcome titilate
of tantalising promise…
mired…in hope
clutched at by the drowning
these straws…blowing
in the wind
of words…couched
drawing…on your spirit
unstinted
in its giving
sharing all depths…to seed
awash in melds…
and pregnant
with freshness of morning dew
settling on
a new days potentials…sought anew
to be…a vison lived
if at all
so concievable.
post though…
sometimes…tendancies prevail.
dominating and subjugative in inter relate
as unfactored…expectations
to bear fruit…or a harvest
sown and reaped
of poison and disharmony
sickening…in wedging apart
the cancer of growing distance
as innate needs crave…more room
for ‘authorship’and identity
chasms un abridged
unfilled…the ‘space’sought
‘ones’of ever-widening cracks…
of dormant rifts….ironic
this multiply of weakening bonds
where in lonliness
must breathe…the free one…
bound to norms
in ideals of freedom
vice like…its appeal
reigned…by structured thought
yours now…to nurture
in your garden…
to blossom
where once…mine did
as an ‘inspiration’…
now shrunken
shrivelled and so spent
declines…in bringing yours…to ripening
a brooding potential
awaiting birth…as todays children
not an age, thats hobbled
by yesterdays dead.weight
but by one…fecund
and so…so alive….
