I so long to glide along your landscapes
to partake of your bounty
to laze in your grass, being intoxicated by your floral perfumes
let me be your blanket- but be mine too, lay on me and let me bury myself in you
to kiss, to taste,
to gather up,
to enter in
you are where I want to be
and who I want to be with
and what I want to be doing
you are my destination
and my home
let me drink
and dine
and sup
and then let me sleep
when I've had enough
Monday, April 20, 2009
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