Sage Sweetwater bringing you the Upper Tier in lesbian erotica...
at the head of the bed, two drinking horns, a crock of red wine, I never stepped across the line, addicted to hawking, with the falconess's gauntlet, I cover the clock,
drinking the first distillation of you, I scyth as much wild grass as I can in the next hours, oath of the Acorn Oracles, we prepared, 19th century of laying the fleece in the stream to capture bits of gold, our quill be told,
Jason built the boat, the Argo, Colchis float, a golden fleece hung on an oak tree, the serpent still never sleeps, pack shotguns on Wells Fargo, of course Jason never existed, invented myth, but we are real, the serpent never sleeps, they vow to take it from us,
Khati, a pagan deity omnipresent, from the late Bronze Age, you and the sage determined to keep your yayla, summer pasture in the high mountains of the Black Sea, your unspoiled space, my atavistic hunger, I f*** you with raw sexual passion and the reins of good manners in this hamlet above timberline, where we come on hoof, modest chalet of dark chestnut, your soft triangle sweeping meadow, yayla connotes everything good - horizons, space, and peace...do you nostalgically recall the smell of yayla?...
Sage -this is beautiful and full of mountains and wood-land and meadows - energy and time and timelessness, myth, no myth - and yayla, whatever yayla smells like, the poem 'connotes everything good' in many feelings, if not in my small brain! Music is bit weepy, good good poem Sage, will read again, Nicky x
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
The imagery is incredible!