Reverie

Saturday in the arms of Mother Nature

That state – in between – just before one leaves consciousness

in order to cross the threshold into that  world of the subconscious

That place between semi wakefulness and the land of dreams

where life is surrealistically richer, deeper than reality

and clearer than the images one sees in the world of dreams.

In this fantastic, altered state of being, I felt, I touched

a beautiful  pink, where all life begins, and begins !

My lips. my tongue, my fingers tips sailed across a body

of pure water, caressing every atom, every epithelio

of life, stroking your soul from head to your little toe

and back to the world of pink, where sweet lips met mine,

lubricating my tongue in the most passionate French kiss

your motherhood has or will ever have known !

My state of reverie !, my dream, but not your reality.

The reverie of my Saturday, I’d love to make your reality !

B. J. “A” 2

February 18^th 2007