spleen of love

blue man/bird-man in his

feather-embroidered wings

the cock of the walk

between his favourite women

embraced with fine slender

fingers/great bodylines of

a dusky-golden muse with

fire streaming from her belly

her fav leg supported on

the head of her indian

ancestor –

bells ringing/the music of

seduction playing/the drum

of life beating

the rhythm of life

in a round-dance

a roundabout of emotions and

freed minds –

love the greatest healer of

wounds and weary hurt

love the bridge across every

man-made obstacle.

love will achieve all.



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