My Unconscious

Unconsciously in the world of my skull my eyes are open: on your smiling face on your gleaming gaze brimming with the colors of evergreen spring. My arms are ringed around your shoulders. And my lips dance on the crescent of your sweet lips sip upon sip. Without parting from you naked in your hand. In all my skull in a ray of light beyond beyond ultraviolet under the veil of this black shawl on my head...