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Temple II
Milk Of Paradise
Oh glorious exhalations of jasmine
Emerald portal linking star to dream
In a wild night of gold link cages
And a tapestry of blue veils for your eyes
Precious, black tiger fallen asleep
Heaving wishes & sighs like slow want.
Breathing, you are a fiction of things
Too-Perfect, your face of angels
Your lips of honied sugar,
Your lithe and angular body
All of planes, iridescent &
Color-varied. Breath into the mouth
Of my staring dragon, so I can sleep,
Too. Your deep and musical eyes
Full of tenderness, the sweat
From your soft body, the sweet
Musk of your body,
Breathe into my mouth,
Drowning in milk of paradise.
There is utter silence when
I study your fatal, purple glitter.
The world stops, birds freeze
in mid-flight, and only your
smile brings everything back
to life.
There is utter silence when
I watch your lips move,
Soundlessly speaking poems
Of ancient & fabulous love.
Stanley Gemmell
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