Zywa Licking the nectar

We surrender
to our passion
and we lick the nectar
that sticks to the arousal

With whisper, sigh
moan and the shout
that people shout
when they don't behave

but have taken off their clothes
and celebrate the high love
which makes their lives special -
in the holy faith that it exists

and nourishes us, every fiber
of our body celebrating that
licking the nectar
licking each other

Poem 1611
Amsterdam, 2017-11-10

Collection: Imprints Masks 
Keyword: Love: nourishes 
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