Romancing Mother Nature

The soil crumbles slightly

Unto our boiled blood

Saliva makes the garden grow

Heat the sun up with my pollen

To withstand pain in his light

Tangled like a marionette

to such desheveled grasp

and through wearied and mighty

Heavenly fingertips of insight

Fornication eyelids,

so tender and abashed

Now fallen in them I flow

The prodigy of white clandestine feathers

softly melts high and gushes low

Fortress of surrender. Cupid to the arrow

Now flood to heart and marrow

Course veins bare tender to the apple

A salvation of hope bleeds to our arteries

Like needles that tear through precious divinities

Breathing through a tunnel of waterfalls and skies above...

The savoring of lips soaked in the mudslides of sanctuaries

Down into me, now fallen in me he flows

The light in the tunnel, so suddenly bright

That we are rapidly dying

Boon for boon unlike fallen pedals

We must share each other

Like the romance of God and Mother Nature