Tahitian Nights #Poetry

i can see things

without my eyes

in the gap between your soul and mine

i can see a dark violet birth

of a golden yolk

your body moves toward mine

the silky sheets ignite

your eyes above crave heaven

my eyes below speak earth

your head rests on my shoulder

i can feel red colors

inscribing roses into earth

my body undulates

into Tahitian nights

rhythms of your guitar.

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for you – whose mirific words inspire me

 

 

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