Saturday, January 07, 2012

BATHING by kitkat


The moon hits the water
Glimmering specks of light
The blanket covers all around
Not a sound is heard this night

I strip off all my clothing
And bathe in the dim dark
There is not a soul to witness
Only a single lonely night lark

I lie face down eyes closed
Taking in the silenced hushed
The freedom this enlightens with
Makes hearts eat hard and rushed

I hold my breath feeling alive
Controlling my breath pains the soul
Yet in this simple action
I feel so alive and whole


Eyes sting and beg for breath
Yet I sustain all my will
I have no intention to die to icky
Not an intention in myself to kill

Yet in giving my power to tides
I feel so alive and so free
In this conscious yet unconscious state
I am filled with desires and energy

I raise my body above the dew
Glistening on my skin fog clears
In that moment of madness of death
I have abolished all humanistic fears

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