Forest Floor
Published in
May 24, 2022
Skies Ceiling
To the mystic place, we meet
Light of moon upon our feet
Soil dry beneath leaf carpet
Breeze across our flesh not stop it
Bonefire burning ever bright
Elementals own this night
Tingle teases our senses endless
Desire calls us to its whispers caress
We chant, we sing, we dance in jest
Feel the warmth within our chest
Speak the names of ancient ruins
Feel the pull our hearts not cooling
Until our skin is ruby red
Alive beyond the living dead
We shake, we quake, we moan in anxious
We call out silent lovers pretense
The stars our witness dance delight
The mystic place of pleasures night
Ours alone and without share
We seek the company of loves lair
