[uncleshag]

Before Servus Interuptus

Those that be proud, preening, primpers,
Heel and toe, then quickly whimpers
Fading betwixt the light and dark
Spot of Yellow, bleak and stark.
Hidden in desire..

Suddenly, among the pair the Lion
appears, strong, aware. The breath comes short.
Pulses rushing. Comes Silent,
Sprigs of Lilac. Waft the air bringing
Pain and Pleasure.

Leave me still. Leave me not
Beside our Mounting Stream.
Without measure, no lack of Trust
Tales will come again.
The Fire Being eternal.

[Soaring Feather]

Proudly the lioness appears
wings to fly, and tears to dry
it was not meant for her to see
the loveliness of the dragon fly
born to live - but a day
in quick response she took her flight
and loved the dragon fly by night

Ever searching for his trail
blazing in the dark
in the heavens filled with bright
in the stars he lives and shines for her
and preens his love for her to see
blinking only briefly at dawns light

For 'twas the mountain calling her
reaching out from the fog of twilight
and from dusk to dawn he haunts her heart
they are one - there is no part.


bentfeather
12/19/04
a/k/a LMH
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