Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Come seeking me, accross these shores of silence.

Amidst these shores of silence -- set your sails
Cross the mountains,
Walk to this path which blossoms at the corner of my mouth
Your naked feet - on fallen flowers
Your ankles - in their fragrance

Come sit closer
Fiery, deep , in abundance.
Let lips - soften lips
as the world goes by.