El Voices Athirst
Seized with and amidst ~ Forever my cradle..
My lifeblood.....Ferries across a candle..
As scorched linen... 'Pon a crack'lin tower..
Where my spirit strikes ~ A lasting hour...
An endless Everglade...Cloaked by a dove..
Sips a milk-white drink.. Of the mount above..
Consuming the high passion.... 'Pon a court ~
Of desire.. Mid many streams long and short..
Scores of seas....Mid a bluebook breathless...
El voices athirst..... Naked amongst endless..
Sleeping mid the cream...Of golden feathers..
As I lay upon the plain of oaks-n-furs....
All one...All together ~ A gathering...
Far gone into my cradle ~ An hour of spring.....
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