Biting the head of the snake

I stared into his eyes
his yellow and red eyes..
I stroked his smooth scaley skin,
his liquid jade and gold skin,
I even let his tongue 'ssssssssssss' against me,
I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head..as  he whispered,
"just taste the fruit.."
His breathe smelled like broken promises and rum..intoxicating.
I could feel my body respond to every hissss,
and every layer of himself that he wrapped around me.
Am i drunk?
why am i so drunk when I have had nothing to sip,
he has been my only toxin,
and it burns soo good.
But like a flash of mental lightening,
I had a vision.
I saw myself coiling and hissing just like him,
but with no one to tempt,
no one to lure into myself,
even he had slithered away from me.
I opened my eyes, to see him staring at me, calculating, my every, move.
He has done this before, to many,
He always wins this game..
So,
I,
tired of being tempted,
wrapped my hands around his neck as if in ecstasy,
and I bit his head off.

us...Wo- Men

...and the women would all go to the fields,
All the women,
they would go to the field, and pick the flowers.
they would pick
and pick.
and at dusk,
they would weep.
oh how they would weep!
oh how We would weep..
we would weep because we meant everything we said throughout the day,
we meant every ounce of love that poured from our pores.
we meant it.
we meant every lasting glance,
us women we always looked for love,
because we are love.

Day turning into Night

i see you
i know you
not all of you but the part that counts
cliche
i know
but its you who drives me to my thoughts
its you who drives me to my awareness
i am intertwined with you.
and i am comfortable this way.

if i had the power to make u see me as i see you,
you would see me in a purer light,
well,
goodnite
the sun has come to replace the moon,
and the moon the sun.



Dream on.