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Posted to Action Poetry

When silently she pulls
her tethered fingers tracing truths
over soft falls of honey skin,
See how with delicacy she taps her beat
rocking with careful, melodic knowing.
When you roam without reason
and passions lay bare
no rhyme for discovery
no time for suggestion
just wind carresing the folds of nature
and eternally guiding you forward like breath,
Flow with me she whispers
then bows her silver haloed head
through dark night and his hidden glories.
When sweiftly day falls upon you
and creeping light makes patterns on your soul
forgetting all nights harsh secrets
your falling back on your truths.
Walk side by side with wonder
and beauty spreads her legs
A collision of discovery
and memory.