Alone in the deep...

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Mysteries knew
I would fling at them
and so invited me
into the dark forest.
Passions led me
as I left Reason behind.
The lioness in me
devoured 
every single beast
that came in the way.
Then it started raining
mercilessly.
Drenched as I was
I had only rain
to protect me.
My pride was
nowhere to be seen.
Swim I did
with the currents
to be back in the 
open again
waiting for the Sun
to rise.

Of Nature....6

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For once 
I am sure
and in no doubt
or hesitation
that in responding
to this invite
from 
the soft rays of the sun
the clear expanse of the lake
the reassuring green
of the forest
I have only respected
the need
theirs and mine
to touch each other 
deeply
and truly
and my nakedness
is simply my 
willingness to embrace
all of it.

Passions....4

model: Muse Mercier

Even a thick forest
has openings
if one can manage 
to get in.
Getting in is
the way to 
getting out
in such things.
And one must not
rush or hustle
You never know
what beasts will stir
to life
and get ready
to devour.
So hasten slowly
and feel your way around
let passions be fanned
softly, 
secrets shared under
a heavy breath
and let bodies
be intertwined to
reach that unknown
peak, which once
reached has a way
to vanish into thin air.

Passions...2

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In the dark forest of desires
I put my foot
gingerly
but knowing well
I wanted to be
here.
To me it is no sin
to be asking
for fulfilment
of carnality.
If my flesh is
on fire
I want to be
consumed by it
not wanting
wanton destruction
around me.
May the forest flourish
in its dark glory.

Fair Trails 5

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No longer mine
I am and
nothing mine
remains any more.
I have given myself
over to the light
the breeze
the blades
the trees and
the forest.
They may do
what they will
I want to scatter
myself as a 
fragrance
floating
wafting
and drifting if you
like.
Merge when I will
you will see
a star 
shooting up
from the earth 
into the skies
infinite.

Fair Trails 2

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How I love
these swaying
blades of overgrown
grass, lightly 
caressing my bare
flesh!
All my senses
wake up to their
ephemeral
existence, all serving
to sustain
life in its tiniest and
gigantic forms.
I am the atom 
and unfathomable sky
and the infinite
possibilities of
life.

Fair Trails 1

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Dried bark and
juice within,
freshness of flesh
and dry spirits,
but hope never
dries up.
Freshness floats
and dances
at times
as forests
bring forth
life in myriad 
forms.
Look there
the bird flew 
into the bush
to feast on
insects unseen.

Entanglements

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The forest of desires
filled with
yellowed temptations
and dark secrets
offers no
redemptions
from carnal tempests.
Devastation is the only
way to resurrect
souls
and entanglements
the only
denouement of
the dilemma
of living.