Wanderlust (and an acausal dream)

Wanderlust

pretty soon
your body will shift from the horizon
and fall into mine.
i see you..crazy cat
and what your eyes are looking at
i know that you see me
making me dirty
your belly dancing gypsy.

the trade winds
are merely ghosts of war
profitless, meaningless tokens i carry
nails like ice and a blade to my lip
just to grasp once the flesh of my hip.
love is possessed, sold and bought
my hands outstretched making no sense
i add it up, i break it down
i am nothing but a spirit...a human experience.

anger awaits and freedom to cry
a twist of the wrist and a reason to die
but when worth and truth and love abide
by rules that mend my smile
i become a slave to imagined happiness
a prisoner to these photographs
yet free i remain because it is the same
i pour you down my throat, the original sin
i keep the secrets safe inside
this binding makes me your virgin.

~acs