Treasure Mine

a pleasant laughter beneath the rose motif
a sharp white kiss with the drag of teeth
dusty fingers in a solemn half light
an undercover lover’s shaded movements and flight
call me your love, neither stop nor think
and I’ll come to you windblown, in darkness, with rich wine to drink

I am a dark stranger and a holy prayer true
with barbs and a cross I will pierce me to you
I constructed this love from creative dreamtime and jewels
leached this power from the hearts of seventeen fools
and now we belong to a tribe of just two
so stay here in my twilight where together we may hide
murmuring northanger and soft, cocoon and treasure mine

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la Neurotique

Your absence is my jail

this dis-ease
this separation 
traps me inside you
but the distance is real,
a secret my heart hides from my mind….
 
…without you I am neurotique 
a body aching from enforced freedom, 
desiring the chains locking  me to you to unite us 
together for all time