paint me
delicious
ure
golden apple
ure
pomegranate seeds
i need
to be
devoured
deflowered
of all my
mystery
come back
to me
pluck
from me
the fruits
of my
fervent
desires
the
witching hour
brings to power
the dream
w/in
ure dreams
murmurs
at nite
emerge
in flight
like
ravens
swarming
swooping
calling
to me
the hidden
messages
presages
of a life
still
to
come
s
l
e
e
p
my
mayan
fleshed
dreamer
this ancient
unrest
weighs
on ure chest
heavier
than
i
ever
could
the seeds
are planted
ure wishes
all granted
& i shall be
sown no more
seek no more
weep no more
in sorrowful scorn
i am
re
born
razed
renewed
ripe
in bloom
w/ penance
& pardons

blossoming

for
u

in
our

s
e
c
r
e
t

garden