Sunday, August 7, 2011


Egon Schiele - Embrace - 1917

I fly into your arms again, my love, 
summer heat, doesn't bother me

I want your skin on mine, come, 
your breath inside my lips, kiss me,

I am wine, drink me, 
I am bread, eat me, 

my breath in yours, enfold me

touching, caressing, 
my sight bathed in you
your face, your eyes into mine, 

you and me flowing into each other 
waves of flesh
oceans of sighs

outside the window
cicadas sing the slowly dying summer
love is love is love is love is love is love

with every move, from every pore, 
you and I no more, 
only us, now, one
this night has no end
this night our love shines 
constellations are born
you and me find our way
across earth and sea and time, 
you and me,

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