Night’s Glandular Perspective

Astral Injection, Mysterious Traveller, GPS of wishing…

now the moon so coyly darkens
let all nature be dissipated
while spirit laws claim hold
and nightfall seals my eyes

cannot my wanting’s mere ferocity
summon what shapes her form beside me
cannot a stray gust of her lucid exhale
be carried secret to my sleeping breath

let me read deep, long and aloud
from the golden book of her unhurried glands
let me capsize within her abyss
far far removed from any shoreline
or dawn

_______RS

[ Image : detail from astrophotography by Peter Burroughs. ] (link)

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