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force - 8/22/2005 2:25:31 AM

pangaia

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these words escape past the walls of pride.. walls of time and space and self..

walls of design and plan and cunning and guile

they escape with the force of my WILL past life and death and fear and hope

they simply ARE the self i hide from even my own SELF

these words. are no longer words. they are drops of blood and soul

i grip the rope that ties you close to me the way a sail is tied tightly to the mast of a ship

the force of my life blows us beyond the points that exist on the map when these words drip like blood from my fingertips wrapped tight around the ropes that tie us together.

our lives intertwined like captain ship and sail..

these words like the sounds of barking from the jaws of a dog whose chain i grip tightly in my fingertips..

ripping t get free of my grip that dog is my soul.. rushing to the sight and sense of you

rushing with blood lust hunger to devour you in ways the mind of mortal men cannot know

i stare int the void of space to see what he is chasing.. the beast i call my soul

and there in the space where my mind's eye sees nothing

he sees your form as clear as day.the scent of your sex. the scent of your soul your perfume. the scent of your submission calls to him

my mind's eye is only the eye of man.. but my soul is of the earth a nature spirit and it senses your whisper to be devoured by it slowly and forever.. never to be free never to let go in the way that only a dog can do. the way they remember your scent forever and track it to the ends of the earth.

i trust my instinct and like a blind man i let the dog guide me out of danger and to safety

i let that dog be my eyes and feel myself rushing along as well upon his heels to consume you like a ghost consumes the mind of those who remember her..

i am consumed in the act of devouring you until i am no longer man nor beast but something else entirely.

i want to use you taste you..teach you.. take you. never let you go.. and watch you flow through my fingers like a million grains of sand all at once.

i cannot understand or explain. but my heart pounds and i can grab and thrust and take and give and taste..

and the meaning of never becomes my definition of the word ALWAYS.. and letting go is the definition of never..

my mind is twisted up in knots..
staring into space to see you clearly and already drinking in each drop of air that surrounds you the way a flower drinks in the rays of sunlight on a new day..

my FORCE of will has you mine(s)

< Message edited by pangaia -- 8/23/2005 6:26:09 PM >

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