"with the one jewel"

inhale the dragon
and breathe fire upon the loins of knowledge
rise and fly with sages of old
then choose
prostrate before one.
silently extend wings of liquid amuletum
and bejewel him with the one jewel
mirrored with silk, red scarves
and black boots.
hard tread on too many words
preferring bells of slave;
cross room and stream
in approach to him.
breath breathing
in mysterious codes
girl to m
lowered face
in leather blindfolds
that taste dark, his,
sweeping away
the non-eyes of day.~

`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
13jan08
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