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24 degrees of fire is my favorite kind of burning…
my first lover had 24 degrees of heat
…and these degrees of heat tattooed me
mysteriously…
I am hoping my loving has evolved to flames that rise
to touch some part of heaven
My favorite degrees….the reverse of 42.
My 42nd year in this time and space I met a sailor
One sailor leaves and another enters
coincidence laughs for
one was born not
Long before the other passed on
the lone gypsy barely resists
his mistress the China Sea
An exotic scent
caresses his lips
and the massive water caravan hides
him deep within
Do I require a true sailor in my life?
One who travels
upon a
steel
monster that tempts the fates
And the hero in the belly,
lost, gone
and missing for so long
What web am I entangled in?
Am I caught by water, by a wanderer
By an adventuresome soul?
it has been endless seduction
of either the sensual task of sailing
either on a far away sea
or the sea of ideas
for not all travelers are ocean bound
some travel high and wide with their
thoughts and heart
Far West vs. Far East
An Endless circle
A divine round dance
More mystery than reason
If we are here
We are all gypsy sailors
Obsessed with time and space
Traveling upon oceans of existence.
kori 12/12/12
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