Sunday, December 29, 2013

The Conquest (2008)

I heard the gleeful banter
Of the raindrops over the gushing river
They mated
Their liquids merged
Their souls played
They entered each other.

The forest watched
I watched
I envied
I burnt.
I looked at their bodies

The river danced to the song of the rain
Their vehement cry of pleasure
Their movement of orgasm
They gushed through the boulders
They wet the greens

They conquered the forest.

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