By redplasticroses
Date: 2005 Aug 21
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Aftertaste

Aftertaste

As dawn approaches
My mind shakes me awake
Recalling the lust mingled with
Thoughts of joy, love and surrender
Fragments swimming in my mind
washed to shore
after the lust was spent

Fragments of me
Fragments of you
Gathered as perfect offerings
From deep within our souls
In an imperfect situation

In my mind's eye
I spread them out
In the light of day
To be examined in a different light
After the lust has gone
At least for the moment
Wondering what is real
What will last
Small parts of you
And small parts of me
Pulled from the dark, sacred space
Deep inside our souls

I am forever changed
I sense you are too
And my mind whispers
Words I need to ask
Are we building a monument
To be cherished and worshiped
Or a sandcastle on the beach at low tide
That will be gone without a trace

Jmt (c) 2005