For all to see
We should make love upon a stage:
watched by millions upon millions;
our sighs and whispered words,
amplified and multiplied,
spread out amongst the stars.
All the world should see the beauty of your flesh -
aroused, your body flushed and wet;
your eyes half-closed,
your fingers curled upon themselves -
the glory of your hungry cunt and breasts.
The earth should tremble when you come -
the oceans rising, boiling with your heat.
And monsoon rains, salted with your sweat,
smelling of your juices,
should cover the land.
October 21st, 2007 at 8:06 am
What a cruel thing is war: to separate and destroy families and friends, and mar the purest joys and happiness God has granted us in this world; to fill our hearts with hatred instead of love for our neighbors, and to devastate the fair face of this beautiful world — Robert E Lee, letter to his wife, 1864