The Ēxodus of Silk (Love's Desire to Feel....)

 
She  
often speaks  
to the tapestry  
of life's elegance  
and the infamy,  
the happiness  
the sadness  
the angst.....the tears  
 
….holding back the years  
 
effectually wrapping herself  
inside a cocoon  
woven of the  
purest oriental silk,  
golden nap  
safely trapped, put away  
from a treacherous present,  
a bitter past  
 
...oh the days gone by  
 
trust not the dark and light,  
blended into gray  
there must be a way  
to free your choux pastry heart  
so that you live again  
 
if I might  
unsheathe my stiletto  
it's sharpened tip piercing  
your silken walls  
opening your finely wrapped skin  
 
...will you let me in ?  
 
To lay your resurrected soul  
upon the cooling board  
can you let flow  
the tainted blood  
from a distant past,  
mingle it with my own......  
 
…..allow yourself to live and feel again at last  
 
ceremoniously,  
I cast my blade inside  
your sweet, flowing nectar,  
your pleasure,  
your kiss of life  
 
truth serum evolving  
stirring an intimate  
moment of bliss,  
held safely inside  
awaiting a kiss  
from lover's lips  
 
heart light thrust deeply,  
wings gently spread  
mouth open wide......  
 
….at it's most primal juncture  
 
allow this man's fare inside  
the gates of paradise  
can we gently flow  
and traverse this  
river of sighs.......you and I?  
 
Needing not wait for death,  
nor after life  
to live,  
to love.....again
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Sun don't shine
The moon don't move the tides
To wash me clean
 
Why so unforgiving and why so cold
Been a long time crossing
Bridge of Sighs.....Robin Trower