Libertine in Dreams

life in e-motion


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A Delicious Mango

When your stomach tightens,
Your pelvis aches
Eager skin sighs, and sweat breaks

No other thought to crowd your head
His presence, an arresting salve
For the world’s folly
Kept at bay,

His hands, his body
You’re lost little girl, You’re lost

To be sure, put the birds to flight
And return from lustful plains

Love is a many coloured bruise
Eventually you will regain your sight.

Renate
October 2012