on a mountain of naked human bodies draped in honey fire I taste your scorched unloved with a tongue of impaled desire then patiently dig my way down through lustful flesh in molten souls a thrumming sound of a pure calint mesh from wounds and dirt offerings that hurt to…

We long for   A moment when our contours are dissolved and becomes part of everything and everyone Body more than mind A place to feel togetherness A place without mingling, without conversation, without prestige A church without religion A pause filled with all hours we lived through, where time…