Anticipation...

Poem By Dieter Ian Maree

My hands are numb, my senses are awake
Everything around me seems distant and fake
Simply because of this yearning
This yearning to explore, discover and to partake...

For your heavenly limbs have always been forbidden
Like sun-soaked fruit majestically dancing to a mysterious
rhythm...
A rhythm that our unity will soulfully perpetuate once
Destiny collides with Fate
And we commit ourselves to explore, discover and to partake

Even the gods have shorn their immortal slumber and clothed
themselves in flesh and blood
To create and consummate the carnal joy that floods our veins
and allows our arteries to vibrate
Surely it is something sacred that we as lovers might also
celebrate...

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