the way the crow cloud,
shudders,
swallowing the pearl moon,
like our love,
green eyes meet blue eyes,
let the night hunt begin,
feasting upon the neck of your helpless body,
lost in the humming throb of midnight,
passions growing themselves
turning like vampires from exhaustion to elation,
you held me up like a torch,
against your thighs,
the darkness swallows the sighs,
n crys,
lust unweaves itself,
n tendrils of love stray like,
my medusa enhanced hair,
wraps itself around the incandecent light of your face
serene and sad in the darkness,
not a mask,
but you as is,
connecting with me as is,
god and goddess unleashed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem