I stood right into the rising sun <br />helding up my face high and feel the heat of it's rays, <br />As I come to the thought that I am but human <br />who sometimes feel stupid in wanting a spark right into my veins... <br /> <br />SPARK...HEAT...EXCITEMENT...DESIRE...URGE...whatever! <br /> <br />Hmn...it's like doing a canvass, <br />a man as my subject - as I body paint him with a snake, <br />circling his naked body...using my bare hands <br />Inch by inch, I'l touch his details...gently with paint. <br /> <br />Smooth, tiny yellow and orange flowers adorned with it, <br />bamboos shoots and leaves... <br />I'l ask him not to move...feel my hands, <br />feel my desire to fulfill my wants, my commands... <br /> <br />I'l cover him with colours of my desire... <br />escaping from my real self that I aspire, <br />How would it be, to escape from real self? <br />Be involved to earthly desires and wants? <br /> <br />Ah...as I reach his cheeks... <br />I don't know what colour will I give... <br />just want to touch it, his lips...his eyes... <br />Gently as my hands travels... <br /> <br />And the snake's head has on his shoulder down to his chest <br />with teeth so sharp, ready to give me a bite.... <br />Hmn...then I'l kiss him in between...tasting his lips... <br />Enough, I can be lost now...I am an artist! <br /> <br />I am Greca, passionately wanting a spark too... <br />Can yOu possibly let yOur spark shine on me, hmn....?<br /><br />Inner Whispers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spark-right-into-my-veins/
