White Stallions

White stallions in the clouds of smoke, rush headlong towards the sky.
The city, in holy manner, lights the candles on your altar,
Darling moonlight, don’t ask me why.
Thoughts of when my lips can touch yours again…
I drink you deep, then laugh, stumble and falter.
Kiss after kiss, I get so lost, it’s true.
Wander thoughtless,my way past the dark waters
That shine their brilliance of curses,
Is it wrong to walk the way of you?
Such pleasure, they say, is a sin.
But G-d bless the way you touch my skin.
Let go, free yourself to me…
Speak nothing,your eyes dare to say it all.
For you,my love, it is only time that will measure my fall.

~ by caryhoneybee on March 2, 2008.