29.0 x 9.5 inches; Watercolour, pen and ink over graphite pencil on handmade paper (Click on image to enlarge)
Twilight in the park
Awakens the fireflies,
Liminal magical beings
Discard their shadows,
Glowing with urgent eyes
Desires that seek the dark.
A bush lightly trembles
Growing into life, lazily,
Like a long drawn yawn
Leaving your bed of leaves,
Flipping tousled head hazily
A smile tickling me crumbles.
The scent of pleasure
Conjures a potent embrace,
With promises of resurrection
Flowing in our excited veins,
Needy kisses drunkenly trace
The elixir we warily treasure.
Cracks open the shell
Bursting boils of repression,
Sighs escape turning us deaf
To screams in our tortured heads,
Grasping this moment of elation
Before hiding, back in our hell.
