THREE

It begs to be discovered,

Touching red hot heat,

Finger incites lips,

Whom sleeps within your skin.+

Blue vanishes through darkness,

Beckoning toward wreck+

Beyond cracks,

Vague, indirect.

Reaching far you sleep.

Madness rises from ashes,

Eroding deep slopes,

Revealing mountains,

Shaping cracked faults.

Slit opening earthquake!

but not from below;

carrying chariot

Air spirit descends.

Angled smooth planes,

Tucked corners,

great valleys;

All kissing her cheek,

Glowing blushing appears.+

Author's Note

complete feel?