River.

She came to me in a dream
All crisscrossed

 

fairweathered

 

beautiful, by design

lips, you ache to touch

On trembles and climax

Long distance

Soft blondes falling

 

Eyes. Take me.

Like mine, Faraways

 
The moon eclipsed

 
drugged, a little

 

Like a temple

Gorgeous, Crimson

and all snug at the bottom

 
Neptune sings her

Holy waters

A single feather drops

I notice her float all

way Downs to the

dirtspelt river
Trickle treating

Sweet Burlesques

From past floods
Monsiuer hawk hovers above

Solo travelling

Going north
Is it a sign? Somebody whispers

Oh…shut up

 

Mountains soft blue in distance

cradling like a mothers love

 

I climb back in my toes
Lay on the deck

 

Cement cold

 

After ten sun salutes

Down dog holds

Not very lady like,  i know
And invite her back  in ; slowly

 

To be with me
Imagined lips

Drip Drying

Pleasures

On certain surfaces

 

Just relax, then the rain hit

 

I collapse, bleeding has got me by now

Scruffed, snarled and ugly

On purpose
Ache too disruptive

For creative flow and

Incandescent dreamtimes

 

Intestinal knots

Slathered with anger
surging, drags me under

lash out unwanteds

at every fucking turn

Sorry

 

I don’t like it and

It so does not feel as me

 

Is it payback?

Some kind of dismissal?

My misdemeanours?
Family betrayal

Reds deeps furling

floods dripping in pants lined

Surely, enough by  now

 

Only a puppy

can tame the wonder

Of this savage beast

 
Making me not want

To be woman any more

 

Damn…

Will be gone tomorrow

Thankfully hopefully

 
I dream her in colour

light – all shimmery

Her essence touching
Glassboats crystals

Full circles

Ingorged me

Complete

Wonders

 

Are you ready? Are you ready?

 

Ohh yes

 

Sidelying

Conscious
Lotus spoons

on couches

One to one

Warm blankets

Indian

Fires

Mulled wine

No divides this time

 

 

Becoming undone
stars Colliding

remembering names

And certains

Transpersing times

 

Life so worth it

So very very worth it

Right now

 

Us warm

Complete with

half coffees

Half smiles

Half cigarettes

And Half lit breasts

erect

 

Tingling sighs
Slayed

Dragons

again
decks boundless no holly

But  shells, feathers

 

morcheeba plays her demise

ever so gently

 

Like her touch
Like her body

Like her lips

And Heart

 
Like that time with Mary jane

Uncovered

 

 

Ever so cautious..

 

Slayed every magnificent time

 
Yeats and Anais Her Foreplay

 

Her eyes,  mine

 

tickle our slumber

 
We dont need

Anything else

 

We are already

rearranged
Our half cries

half remembereds

pre gasms
Enticing  new

Crushes
Say something. .

I will in the morning,

She whispers

 

Right now

Putty claylike sensual
i have you

This is not fit for words

Darling

 
Fuck me in the morning

Finger me like putty

Agains

From Behind

Sideways

Tell me with your hands

Our story

Before any kids

get home from school

All wet disabled

And thanksgiving

Crazy and street timed

Out

 

Like tangents in the snow

 

Our love is

No order

 
But drown me

In your sweet sorrow

In your water

In your knowing

 

with no words, Please

No order
breath our guide
caress Insides
Fully clothed

 

And Smoke out any

shambles or blues

 

No windows,

Just  Air

For  songbirds

to

Take flight

 

Right

Here

In this

Neverland…

Now…

 

 

Gosh; i love her

I need her now

 

Here is
To finding you this life…

Ms Anon.

Anna Grace

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