The swirling eyes of a chieftess
pierce past my smile,
penetrating the rhythm
of these hopes and fears,
leaving a path of fire
from the tip of my instincts
down to the core of inhibitions.
Gravity is suspended for
the ferocious dance
between two energies.
~
~
New roots push into
luscious soils only tilled
in our wildest dreams.
I am the surly scorpion
holding on for dear life
to the feathered haunches
of a diving phoenix in its
destined plummet back towards
Gaia's open embrace.
Our gaze has broken, and I'm back on Earth;
A shard of crystallized amber has
lodged between my shifting eyes;
I dreamed of fire again last night,
for it cleanses my fear of all hesitation,
and incinerates my soul.
