This started off as two separate poems, but I liked the way they fit together. It's inspired by lust, and lusting after lust. But in a respectable way. Enjoy. I like your light, you start off slow to burn. I have not known you in many moons and suns and this dream is not mine, anymore. Your female glow, deposits, and dreams of lovers. The whole of awe surrendered to mothers. I cry for wine, and wonder of orange skies lit, I am just a child. Snowy angel to feel, screams her charms back at us, knows. Knows time. I see her, a real clean girl fine, she don't need much. Except some love, sweet, but I am dirty. Sweet, clean, gypsy child. Could I please complete? I ain't too neat, and my thoughts are worse of you, sweet woman. Your naked feet, the way you sway. Lord, child, swing down and settle in my way. --jacobus '10.
