Thursday, April 17, 2008

Surrealism

"Enchanted" she said.
"Enchanted" I was.
Winter fog, smog
I leapt into her arms,
Forgotten histories
I swam in her skin,
Endless solstice.

"Evanescent" she said.
"Evanescent" I was.
Falling dusk, lust
I melted in her heat,
Plunged nudity
I fumed in her breath,
Defied gravity.

"Phantasmagoric" she said.
"Phantasmagoric" I was.
Raging skies, twilight
I slept in her dream,
Distorted paradigm
I murdered the goddess,
Somnambulism.

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