minds, intertwined.....

 

 

 

The Goddess Sun arcs

in her

Kingdom, the voluminous sky

The clouds, her streamers

pink and purples

Bright whites, wispy

Or her heavy curtains to peek out

from behind

To spy upon her subjects

of this planet

of worshipers of her glory....

beaming

 

Her pending setting, ahhhh... gifted slumber

Her handmaidens preparing her

for the dreams she shall

conjure up in the kingdom

of her mind

As she dreams of meeting

her true love

Under the beaming moon

Grandmother Goddess Moon

 

Alas, she is never gifted the sight

of the moon

aglow

And her love lives in the

night deep

Searching in the beams of

light left in the

burning glow of his moon...

alone

 

How do they attain their raw

rendezvous

Flesh hungry, hearts beating

in distanced unison

They meet, mighty and mingled

in the dreams of

their magnificent minds

 

Lost, is the sun

in her search for the

one who lives

under the moon

Redeemed, her heart

in the heat and lust of the

love under the

moon white hot and beaming

 

And his, opened up and

beating so strongly

In the dreams they paint

together

In their sky

Gifted perfectly in their

magnificently

intertwined

minds