Monday, December 25, 2006


We crash through the night
Nothing survives but our hands
which fall upwards
like rain and sky.

I find you
in the grasping
enclosing Your desire
as if it were
an orchid

succulent with light.

You give my hands
a vision

and they plunder
their own sensations
feeling You
dancing naked there.

Keltry - dancing naked by *josemanchado