Truckers' and Others Poems & Poetry

I am Man
I am blood, rhythum and fire.
Man, stepping out from the mist.
Imperfect. Fleshy peach.

I am man tounge of flint.
The path that walks with an open glimpse.
Vulnerable. Intense.
Hot purple unfolding, longing of bliss.

I am man, undressing my skin
to the light of the moon's ardent kiss.

I am man, earth is my womb,
pregnant with raindrops,
that sings love's hymths.

I am man, drop of dew,
whirling on the tree tops.

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