Monday, May 19, 2008

The Field of Dreams

by the divine light,
in the secret passage,
a place of Truth
and beauty, I glance
amorously at the immense
beauty of your essence.

i sit in awe, like
a poet possessed; recording
the fragments of life
in the field of dreams
where the fairy-wren sings
and the wild rose blooms
in silence before the dawn.

now, touched by your inner
beauty and scented lips, I
experience the joy and
fulfillment of life (so pure
and true)…the orgasmic taste
of your goodness sublime.

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

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