Dark Jungles 1 comment

25 Jun 2004 @ 23:19, by Marissa A Spencer Dark Jungles I want to know you my love I want to know your dark jungles: dangerous, beautiful, and predatory Your high mountains so rarified and indomitable, misting in the distance Your deep rivers with their frozen depths and mystery Your lazy ponds of buzzing and hot summer afternoons The untamed oceans of you, with its tides and tempests…furies The sighing winds that brush against the insistent tides that advance and retreat I want to feel your gentle breezes and hurricanes touch me Lift me up with invisible wings to the stars then bring me down to your silent woods those secret, sacred places Those meadows of your soul: let me bask in the sunshine and warmth beside you. Let us lay in the rich loam and tender grasses, softly cradled on the earth and feel the nurtured peace of belonging I want to see the skies at eventide in your eyes, reflecting the heavens, the morning sun on your hair, the moonbeams on our entwined love I want to travel those celestial ornaments that beckon from the dark twinklings above us To feel that candle flame and the raging fire that courses through you Burn me, so I will know I want to travel through softly Discover you slowly Savoring every thing © August 1, 2000 Marissa A Spencer

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