Cold night <br />winds blow <br />snow coming <br />blanket white <br /> <br />no fire <br />all alone <br />even in <br />this happy home <br /> <br />hope of love <br />and those I hate <br />keep me alive <br />to this date <br /> <br />fight to live <br />live to love <br />there in no help <br />that comes from above <br /> <br />no fire about <br />the fires within <br />seething passion <br />must do without <br /> <br />someday to begin <br />to writhe in ecstasy <br />spiritual joy <br />bonding flesh <br /> <br />carnal feast <br />never stopping <br />its all release <br />human beasts <br /> <br />demonic gods <br />drift back <br />to the ancient <br />soil we trod <br /> <br />feet in two worlds <br />you are my valkyrie <br />I can never see <br />beyond thee <br /> <br />together we soar <br />high to the mountains <br />down to the valleys <br />we awake, still writhing <br /> <br />each other is all <br />we can see <br />our world is each other <br />I awake, as usual <br /> <br />alone as can be.<br /><br />Samael Wolf<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stream-of-consciousness/
