You.. <br />now metamorphed <br />into a leaf, <br />its colours loud <br />its ribs so green, <br />spread wide <br />upon my calloused palm <br />from whence <br />your scent, <br />the scent of acorn <br />and sweet juniper <br />arises til it meets <br />my eager lips, <br />which part for you <br />the sweetness <br />of your foreign tongue. <br /> <br />Your... <br />silence speaks, <br />its salivary touch <br />stuck to the palate <br />like a virgin stalactite, <br />prepared to tease, <br />mock combat's touch <br />to taste <br />its depth, to please, <br />create a vacuum's pull <br />felicitas <br />no space be left <br />to squeeze one molecule between. <br /> <br />I shall... <br />live in the land <br />beyond those thrills, <br />the night is darkest <br />at the brink of dawn, <br />your eyes, <br />two jewels of the river's soul <br />bring light, <br />to me, <br />the light I need from you.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/palm-dreams/
