PRESS

Original entry MAY 24/2013

PRESS

There she laid
Pressed
Into the musky earth
Amongst God's creatures
Crawling
Floating and fluttering

Shaded by trees reaching to heaven that break light
Streaming beams of warmth and color
Pausing on her naked white flesh

She
Collecting dew
Drops of water from leaves above
Abandoned by birds
Disregarded by a caterpillar
Dew slowed by unseen forces

She moves
Controls time
Her fingers attached to hand
That meander
Caress
Her own naked chest and hips

Thighs that rise with
The ebb and flow of
Sun and moon

Knees that press together
Into a line flowing downwards to a canyon
Of raw flesh
Throbbing now
Touched moments ago
To unleash elation
Onto the world outside this clockwork


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