. spell of the sensuous .

what they said never quite permeated the fabric
born to nature, a beautiful weave
the warp only tight in places

i had no words, none were suficient
the beauty of the primitive
not so unsophisticated

nature cannot be evil
that leaves my self part empty
denied, disembodied, much sadder

the missing threads, now found
the spell of the sensuous
that mends this tapestry

. new soul .

all my family
believe in love
for me, they want one
one who can
believe in love
nothing more, nothing less

this is their blessing

the new soul comes
his presence
illuminates the blessing
he will summon yet another
the love is forever passed
this way, our way