Smile

Smile (My Cleopatra) Black is needed as backbone For white ink to glitter, Love is needed to feel pain, Sensuality is needed to feel the body, Divine needs beauty to express. Thou art the shadow of joy, The waves of the ocean, The salt of water. From top to bottom thou art bottomless, Feet are light as the life is oceanic, The tree that thou hold is full of flowers, From eyes to lips the glowing rapture, The fruit of knowledge from the garden of Eden, However sinful to pluck none doth care, Nakedness is needed to know the Truth, The Truth is naked to feel the root, Thou art the tree of life, the joy of being alive and watchful too. By praising thee mind loses it dream, Boundaries break without line, The past drops into future, And future moves headlong into abyss, The look is deceiving as innocence oozes, The neck is still like Moonlit night, The chest is clouded with Thunderbird, Shadowy figure with knowledge deep, Beautiy guards thee like Mischievous cloud on lunar sheath, The bottom is bottomless, love fails to embrace, The harmony is hidden In the valley of thy womb, Thou art from where love drops Like from cyder- press. The fluid of joy is eternal And everything will go forever As thou art endless in the lake Of my Mind. *******