Um....

Has anyone ever had a dream where that they couldn't explain. A dream that had no real actions, but you could feel. Something that was so hazy as it was happening, it is almost odd that its crystal clear when you wake up. That is what I woke up to this morning.

She wept as he
enclosed her wrists
in secret flower
shackles there was a
dizziness within her.
His body was a
hallucination in
stained-glass a holy
labryinth of ecstasy
many regions to explore.

Her breath hibernated
in her throat then its
tempo increased. Her
delicate witchcraft
rushing rusty intoxication
full moons rising pure
unfathomable
alive!

Sparks and silent caresses
in the dark her mouth a
savage fantasy and
opiumden dark red supple
lips leading to a dangerous
hysteria of the flesh

then a whirling love soul
climax transparently
dissolving
wrapped
in quivers and trembling
music together one electric
wholeness- a discovery
of absolution on his
mirror tongue.