Myth and Shade

I’m cheating on Society. With Sunday dreams and honeybees Bossa nova clouds, wide Catalpa leaves Willow branches swinging low They’re singing songs of love, Just for me.

Dahlias, poppies, Queen Anne’s Lace, Oh how sweetly we embrace While over the mountains the sea surges deep Anticipating the eve of my return.

Apple orgies

Myth and Shade

I’m cheating on Society. With Sunday dreams and honeybees Bossa nova clouds, wide Catalpa leaves Willow branches swinging low They’re singing songs of love, Just for me.

Dahlias, poppies, Queen Anne’s Lace, Oh how sweetly we embrace While over the mountains the sea surges deep Anticipating the eve of my return.

Apple orgies intoxicate Their boozy breeze obliterates My clinging to what once was true Dissolving ill-wed contracts Into the unswept blue.

Here.

Here is where I shall remain With my new lovers, Myth and Shade Eyes awake to a world re-made A world in need of nothing Fully ready

For full-bodied surrender For soul-filled celebration Of leaf and bud and feather This one precious life that leads forever

Oh my dear mistresses, I will follow your dare Any-every-where.