Wednesday, 14 October 2009

The Portal

Acquiescent, she sits back
on her heels awaiting
deliverance through
the portal of primal lust.

An embryo matured
at the gift of pain,
she is his agent of change.

swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting

He etches angel wings
on the canvas of her flesh;
living art -- his animal
becoming more beautiful
with each lash.

swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting
swish-strike-sting

Omnipotent in the pride
of creation, the honor
entrusted,
he transmogrifies her
by nature’s dark kiss.

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