Of First Enounter
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
7:57 PM
Rain Angel,
Please Come Back
And fully Mend My Heart,
Rising Flames Quench my Thirst
The very embodiment of Nature Mysteries
If There is A Place For Me, Over On the Positive Side.
Yet If Practice Makes Perfect
Then Teach me A Lesson,
Under This A Forbidden Tree
Sexual Experiences,
Heaven is Never to Far From Me.
Who knew grass could be so Erotic?
The Mornings Moisture Mistaken for Feminine Mist
Unfinished Business , the Serpent Hissed
This is Why I Went to Adam.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
