Red rhythms 7

Scorpio rides the night like a paper groove soft eloquent chimneys arise to the flowering damp genius of my damp armpits Giraffes of the night And zebras of the day Correspond meet up at the river Ganga Devi holds a cup benevolently She hides her crimson pony in the cupboard of surrendering mercy1 Willow some paint clangs the easel Lucy, Fiona, stir the broth Of infinite heaven Hashish trance.... The light of the muse.... Inward spirits.... My love for you is like a red red rose Eternity effervescent grows A painted toenail reflects an olive Granted here we may be forgiven For the fact that dust settles on razor wire Far off Stigmatic branded demons fall from The slender white woman Her hair bristles upwards into a mohecan Her panties in her bag Tights and skirt Spanish style And her cardigan wrapped around her bosom Her flesh red from early summer Her skin light from dreaming My self-portrait All the liquid hot yoni's Alive with reverence for Shiva! Big love! Lucy, Gv, Nicola, Anna xxxx Fiona, Sophie Sophie Washbourne Felipe, mikey Charna and Ben wes and Aurelie