ride your planet
like you’re constantly
on the verge of orgasm
ecstatic
from everything you see
you hear
the particle of blue light
slowed down by intuition
submission
you feel
the wave propagating
along the thread of the spider’s web
taste the black dance to the red land
the scintillation of
the sun’s reflection
in your lover’s eye
is the calling
the cascade of water
flowing through you
is the flowering
the falcon’s dive
taking its prey
is the nourishing
you murmur again
everything is sacred
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