‘Watery Caves’
Like a living body of water
Ever moving, changing
Arriving only in stillness-
Like a Bat who in Blindness
Navigates with senses,
The secret radar of night wings-
Her intuition
And
Intuition alone
Will bring her to the nectar
Of sweet fruit
And its,
Soft juicy pulp-
Or, the more forbidden
Bitter iodine of blood;
Both of course being
The Victors of Love-
The Victors of Love-

I love this ..the imagery and the bitter iodine shifts it ever deeper, so you dont quite know who or what she is , vampire ? friend or foe ...
ReplyDeleteThanks Moon :)
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