By Harem
Date: 4 March 2001

~~~ MILK OF CONTENTMENT ~~~

MILK  OF  CONTENTMENT

Forgive me for my pitter pat, and prose.
Outlet  for  my  hearts  melody.
Releasing the  waves of  my  soul.

Seams bursting from the strain of passion.
As the waters of  feelings build .
Words act as a pin hole for the longings.

Phrases slowly seep through my pen.
Flowing in a never ending mirage.
Against the desert of  reality.

A reedy pool of delectable thoughts.
Bathe the parched sand.
Quenching the thirst of the writer.

And those with a dry tongue of desire.
Savoring the satisfying wetness.

Mutual benefit  for she who pours the drink.
And those who lap up the milk of contentment.

As I  paint pictures that only the mind can see.
Scenes that can only be felt with the fingers of your heart.


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