blue eyes from the west

meet blue eyes from the east

she: olive skin

he: ghost from beneath

a thank you

a penetration

a no “please” on the ra-dio

 

smooth reaches

navel galore

experience truth, “A”

let the artist inside

and he may never come out

let the artist inside

and one day, I will dive

 

you reached an ocean

i took the lead

you felt the motion

I conquered the colors

 

crystal blue

round and yours

the touch, the feel, holy inside

the secrets, the fantasies

 

a division of society

sheets make a boundary

a simple hello

an intense hug

 

beauty surrounds

that glow within

from far they come

and to be with them

 

a wish from below

and above

a journey of no other

a complex wonder

 

desire

the sensual

the enriched

the lasting

 

from day to day

a thought behind

baby eyes

eyebrows to die for

 

every curve

every inch

heat sensitive

and a cool breeze

 

superior

exterior

no justification

just an imagination

 

outside or

inside

over and out

i am about

 

feel the time

hold it

grasp it

capture it

 

then and only then

ask yourself

deep down inside

why?

or why not?

 

wise, very wise

talk

and today

see a new red shape

 

 

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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