Friday, November 26, 2010

bliss death

its starts so tender
god is the sender
of your flurry of fire
full of devotional desire
i close the doors to my mind
to a place i cannot find
the doors are flung wide
to my  open heart
you dive in me deep 
to a place we keep
i melt in your breath
we merge in bliss death
in a timeless place
only love can taste

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