Serpentine

Caught in the throes
Of passionate
Thought
This abyss
Of emptiness
Swallows me
The labyrinth
Of Loneliness
Leaves me wanting
Needing
Reaching
For slippery fish
Hands grasping
For smoky silhouettes
Shadows, Illusions
Reflections of my fears
Dancing, merging
Calling me
Leading me to
The edge of sanity
This line is mine
I straddle it; erase it
Balance on its
S shape of time
Serpentine queen
You are divine
And I am a
Wanderer
Lost in the
Fields of
Prussian blue
Dreams
Spun
By
Your
Magical hands
Creating the
Universe
In the image
Of gods
And goddesses
Of erotic
Transcendence
Filling my senses
With wild fantasies
And penetrating
Emotion…

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