With Music of the rain Thunder resounds in the flame As the shadows dance The reflections prance In the mirrors of our souls Igniting embers, energy flows With the fog of our scent Mingled with smoking incense Increasing our desire Blending essence of fire Our earthy vessels writhing Seeking Kissing Chalice and phallus meet Melt with steamy heat The sensations of the flute As the saxophone takes root The storm becomes the butterfly kiss The horns become the dragonfly mist Rhythm is the percussion Reactor of the reaction With lust in love Below and above Sweet release of intensity Or shall we call it tenacity? Only the storm can say Take it all the way Spiraling upward Outward To infinity Finite Beauty On this night with the moon new And the music of the rain and the color blue |
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