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Let Me Be.

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Let me be

your dark horse.

your white light.

The northern star

in the deep dank woods,

leading you

to safe ground.

Let me be

your wet dream,

your every desire,

your deepest fear,

and greatest strength.

Let me be the

cool sweet jewel

placed upon your finger,

the ore of this earth,

the most

majestic gemstone.

Let me be

your laughter

and tear.

Your smile

and your sigh.

Let me be

the rainfall

wiping away

the dirt of this earth,

and the sun shining,

sustaining life.

Let me be

your fantasy.

Reality.

Waking and dream states.

The thorn and the rose,

the bud and the bloom,

the minerals that rise

to feed the fires

of the kaleidoscopes,

painting the most

precious flowers golden.

Let me be

all of this

and more.

Let me be

your mistress,

your lover,

your great release

and escape.

Your happiness

and healing.

Let me be

a great love

you never forget

nor regret.

Let me be

with you.

Yours,

just for a spell.

I promise

to be

the sweat

that drips

from your brow

while above me

on my breasts,

down to the

small of my

back.

Let me be

the scream

you let out

behind me.

So rough,

so sweet.

Let me be

each thrust

and buck

of your hips,

in rhythm

with my own.

Let me be

the sweet kiss

on your lips,

your precious,

holy mouth

Let me be

your eyes

boring down

upon my own.

Let me be

our breath

combined

upon your neck

into my hair.

My tresses,

waves

dancing

upon your chest.

Let me be

one body

entwined,

let me invite

you here,

into my

soul.

Dive deep

into oceans

you have only

imagined.

I welcome you

to my doorstep,

a most divine altar.

One made of roots and trees,

twigs and footholds,

rarely trodden.

The path obscured

only by eyes

blind.

Let me be your

night sweat,

your early morning

surprise.

Let me be

the rise and fall

of your mighty hands

grabbing our hearts,

hungry.

You, feasting

as that of a man

starved.

Let me let you in to me.

Will you

walk with me

on this forest path?

Let me be the thoughts

that keep you up

in the darkness

of Mother Night

and the embrace

that sings you to sleep

when you are tired

Let me be

an ocean,

roaring precious years

of driftwood full of souls

of lives past

living

now.

Let me erase

all worry.

Let me be the chalk

that draws the outline

to the path

to your very being.

Allow me

to awaken you

to your dirty secrets,

to existential truths,

to the pure wonder

and beauty

of your own

being.

Let me be

a waterfall

cleansing your skin,

soft from the

blistering eye

of heaven.

Let me love you

as I love myself,

as we are meant

to love,

and be loved.

Let me break the rules,

let us run

wild,

naked,

unashamed,

free.

Let us live

as wild animals.

Let me be

your fix, your drug

and elixir.

Your addiction

and cure.

Let me be

your

angel,

devil,

nice,

nasty,

kind,

caring,

compassionate,

erotic,

insane,

and oh so serenely

passionate

self.

Let me reach down

deep and cure you

of your

sanity.

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