The Principle
By lovechild
Funeral
Shroud
Placenta
Born with a caul that almost smothered me
I slept with sleek black feline fur for a blanket
Familiar purring lullaby-comforted clairvoyant empath
Soothing my infantile futuristic dreams
Sun in Mars and the double stinger moon/ascendant
My Scorpio rising
Bringing colossal waves of passion through my seas
I love the feeling of those tiny claws pricking me
And later with wings of night full darkness falling
My astral essence and willfulness took me higher
The earth looked like a child's plaything now discarded
And for a moment I wanted it to be consumed by fire
Come unto me now with your eyes wide open
That which we will taste may be forbidden
The flame lingers on the tongue tasting of ephemera
Exquisite pain that sears each cell in center
The scent of you all musk and melancholy
Permeates my dimensions deeply
Perchance this penetration
May lead to unfamiliarized territory
Where I buried my heart with a blanket
Gone stiff and cold, and supurrr- silent
And the forlorn spectre of love's lost innocence
Will welcome the passion-cursed sinsaturate
Beautiful
broken
me....