Ode.10: domme morrigan’s gift

I find in this my reality

1

Campbell found in grass’ growth

A blind grope

Grass desires from its tendrils

Rise, a Love we both know

To feed an animal, one laughs

With it’s sense of humour, this:

Gift giving brings one

Joy, so all live in happiness

2

And now you smiling down this stream, domme morrigan, with your

Finger biting, coming toward me, a dark desire that pours like hot sweat

From a phantasy, as if every wish were granted me. The secret of life.

3

On a dark phantasy you rode into the living world,

You rode me into the living world

Tit for tat. To give you joy in my chains, I sing,

To keep giving so all lives

Dark lady, with your hair tangled in my stream,

Gifting you my stream:

Do you know, domme, the gifts nature brings

In the act of giving?

Submit to your stream, freed to be more than me,

Domme morrigan: nature’s gift