Envy me..for scars and remaining traces
From our last passionate embraces
Remaining of your unborn kids dwelling in my womb,
Swimming affluent in my stream,
Looking passionately for a unifying field ,
Envy me, for the bruises and wounds on my knees,
And sculptures of flames delicately carving by brains..
People kneel for the intentions to pray
I knelt to worship our moments of ecstasy
Two bodies in one soul merging astray..
I’m to be envied by all strange faces..
Loosing their way to such traces
“ENVY ME”" me had me enthusiasticly thinking alternative expressions based on your fine material, let’s see?
Envy Me
Envy me,adore,abhore me,for these are sacrifices from a passionate night
What remain, shall blue and wet, as your kids, with more blood letting slip ontowards birth
meanwhile struggling onwards two of them got it right
insisting on unity from within
Envy me,adore,..abhore me for the cuts and bruises on my knees
these sculptures of flames stoking the synapses in my brain
Often people kneel intentionally to pray,
Envy me,adore me but never abhore me, I knelt but to worship our moment of ecstasy
Two bodies in one soul,………. also merging astray
Envy me, adore me, cover my scars, gently,…………if you may.
The End
Most exciting concepts and perhaps you could take only a small concept and use it if you wish Che!
Regards from GUS
this post of yours has inspired my new poem…love you for such an amazing poem…thanks once again for igniting the fire and passion for writing