Slight Edit Among a Soft Breeze

 You wanted wealth
I brought you wealth
 You wanted lust
I mixed my blood with your perfume
 You wanted vast animal wilderness
I followed your footsteps

 You want freedom?
I have already found Seventeen ways
Have drawn out maps
  on shifting sands

Set free your hair
become burning flames
  your hands to guide them
Set free
   what was
     that which rests on you like a snakeskin
       tossed into the wind

awake upon dewy fields
nude in your innocence
find moonlit valleys
shadow dancing forests

i need no tongue
to speak your name
fevered blood
crossing impossible distance

all to real to be a dream
all too foreign
to be spoken

we hold our silent secrets
and each other

it begins to rain