_______(I)________
____The Visit_____
Engaging midnight
in Atlantics soul,
soundless and weightless
we….gravity-free
breeze o’er coral,
erotically fixed;
will you come to me?
_____(II)____
____The Dream_____
Your touch scales my back…
and it burns so fine;
you yearn the warm waves,
white and rapidly
Come with me….explore
the rapture, here, now,
Time and breath be scant,
the surge through our flesh,
tides begin to rip,
rising high….cogent,
within the nethers, mmmm-
of virile Current!
_____(III)______
___The R E M_____
I am yours, you… mine
’til next breath we take,
‘pon resurfacing…
from warm, potent depths
of the parallel,
numbered sixty-nine.
Erotica, blue
Atlantica, rouge
bonds love, then lament
climatic soul mates
in a Dream….dying.
______(IV)_____
____The Wish___
And soon I’ll miss you,
each string of my Heart
be shredded by rue
that this Dream I dreamed
did not heed my plea,
and wish that this Dream
come o’er again –
again, and again,
dreaming fantasies,
upon this carpet
of the sea, our sea;
please tell me a way
my wish become true,
that this Dream I dream
see reality,
or remain ‘in’ Dream.
_____________(V)_______________
__The Realization & The Final Wish___
Sweet Atlantica,
what do I do, now?
I cannot exist
in your breathless world;
May we meet again?
I will wait by shore
for another Dream
and a final wish,
that in your world,
‘dreams do come true’.
FjR-MMXVII
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