This morning the wave of happiness
invits us into the soft light of a new life.
The mischievous baboons chasing each other
on the impassive Buddha statue ...
I'm intoxicated by the sculpture
of your perfect forms in the rising sun,
curves burning the moisture of my nights,
crazy about your scent of salt and coconut oil..
This morning the calm wave of voluptuousness
makes us long for the horizont where the world ends
When begins the first dawn of time...
Far from this universe delivering dead waters message...
You immerse yourself in the softness of the tide
like an unborn child .
Communion with the element ...
But the tide shudders as a modest promise
who refuses the call of desire .
The warm naked mud reveals itself ,
goddess of depths raising
a blessing to the solar forces...
This morning,the wave of destiny
will carry us in a chaotic paradise dance.
Mysterious siamese smile ...
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Ko phi phi .End december 2004.
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lorenz (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
This seductive, an erotic poem about a feeling an image, and an idea nicely written
Killer wave .26 th of december 2004.
With dramatic overtones, your poem is subtle and deeply sensual! A balance between tenderness and foreboding.
Hell under a smile ...
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