Hello dear friend, explosion suspend,
you know when I need your caress.
Your magic touch, no fight, this much
I know as fire sparks off your undress.
Your smooth, sharp blade, for it I have prayed
to sail smoothy down my flesh
and open a river, with barely a quiver
and create my soul newly fresh.
The pain so divine, the release so sublime
I can declare that I breath once again
For I feared to exhale until upon you I impale
and fall into a satisfying zen.
I long to cocoon in your thorn ridden room
as upon needles of love I abide
this hammock dripping wet, with blood and with sweat
and in this prickly peace I will hide.
