Drenched with pouring rain on a warm summer night
holding tight we fell down slippery slopes
of love and lust tangled in passion’s delight.
Feverishly driven forward with no hope
we could ever return to clean calm restraint
where under the blue grey then dark dotted sky
we’d watched our tower rise not knowing why
or where it would lead should we dare start to climb.
Still, in, through and up we flew rapt by its might
and like half starved lions suddenly tore
into life out of breath in thundering skies.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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