of desire
like the sweet bird
of beauty
weaving dreams
and like the waxing crescent moon
you feel your
way
through
the pleasure loop
sharing
the precious gift of the heart
as i bathe
in the sweet fragrance of your beauty
absolutely
keen to discover
the innermost
secrets of the universe
now, i sow the seeds
of destiny
in the hungry light of dawn
at the end
of the rainbow
reshaping
the landscape of the mind
the landscape
beloved of the gods
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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