Feeling the earth and the sky,
and the trust that its all mine.
Deep inside there's the horizon
and the fly life that's rising
up from the ashes of yesterday's sorrows
wishing for beautiful heated tomorrows.
Meandering softly through the abyss
Wishing for whispers, i blow a lingering kiss
to the doubts and the fears
cuz its true, it ain't real.
how i feel is divinity itself
left to shine and glow on the smooth hard shelf.
the unwavering masculine strength
giving chase
to the feminine energy of the earth in tanguility
the fragility, so temptingly sweet - like a melody
that repeats in a song filled with dark moody clarity -
brooding, eyes-hooded, sexual, sensual, contextual
consentual - brilliant and wild;
all resistance is futile.