22/05/2017
Cingulomania.....
I will crave to feel again.....
the warm callouses of thy palm on me
rub off the shreds of shackle sheds I hate
And the fickle stirs I create at heart
Like a light on light looms wide on wide
grab me, rub me, & wrap me in thy arms
rain of love-agape will fall... In my arms
Cingulomania....
the drum of my heart gongs like in songs
songs of the mind cast adrift cos it's lost
from the very 'sheets you & me lay ajar
to rub & wrap & heel into the same rain
Of love from your deific bossom....
blossomed with purpose never waxing
All day I want it, your rub... I feel it
Cingulomania....
Tonight we will burn candles....
Cast crowns and raise arms
feeling the touch of thy hand
through the thighs of my heart....
In the hairy chest of my soul
and the dripping lips of my mouth
I shall confess thy cross of love
that rubs me, wraps me.... to feel it deep
In thy arms of love ever wide on wide....