The Earth Sings
The earth will sing shaping clay
destructive melody in the bush
coursing throughout your body becomes quiet
siren with pulsing under your bust
in a house near the ocean
the zero point will east
carries on his shoulders Each year
love rooted in western pier
framed in mahogany with traces
Bear extirado the sand bath in the moon
deflowered her perfume in octogno
his passion as too rustic raw pearl
impact by running sweet
pen sugary savagery
digging deep our love intact
delivering the passion that I wanted.
Arthur Nett
14/06/2012
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