Black Dash Crown on the Lion'S Tail

Written like wild horsesbounding into forest, plains,the green shrubbery vibratinguntil only rustling remains.Capturing the expanse of seascontained in pearls,striving to reach until whatever limit stops the advance,unknown in consciousness, arises.Pausing to breathe, but who thinks about the mechanics aslabor advances,envelopes the limbs andmeanings, formed amongst the soft crevices of invadingwaves,the entropic lip of the swell puckers,drawing our intent towards Your lovers cleavage,enticing words to dance as stars shiverblanketed in Your kisses.