Serpent in my mind, voices in my head
When will we really meet, will I be consumed?
Indescribable fire perhaps submerged beneath murky depths
Shall we wrestle through a verbal fight?
Serpent round my waist, pressure through my solar plexus
I can't imagine in what esteem I am held?
Secure in the knowledge of exclusive purpose
Mesmerised by candelabra pastel light
Coiled, oh now skins touch serpent at my feet
Aristocratic cobra should I relent whilst you entreat?
We both share physical needs entwines
Our seductive hypnotic devotion to each other
Master of Infinity….
To Release or not Release
16 years ago
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