Images flash softly across my eyes,
Women playing gods,
All intervals stopped by love-making,
The quite slumber of demon’s grasp,
Whispers of a past
Filled with Love.
Daisy meadows, hilled grass,
Mountain springs,
And fallen leave beds.
Simple settings for
Simple pleasures.
Roadside copulation,
And snow capped
Sex.
All history of times spent
Reduced to a common
Goal for mankind,
Love-Life
The dream of waiting
Parishes
How many priests will it take
To cleanse our sins?
The golden hair of ranging beauties
Cried More and More!
While brunette women hounded after
Slighter sights…
Red flowing softly on waterfalls,
How many more linger on the riverbanks?
Demons sleep on the pleasures,
Captured moments of history,
Waiting in memory,
And rediscovered daily,
Love = Life.
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