6 June 2012
Pressed together In the closeness of virtual sheets Our heart beats Bathed in the sweat The toil of raw expression Such sweet aggression As our eyes press Into the curves of another's line Creative juices shine Minds penetrate The tenderest, most personal places Notions fill our spaces Inspiration fertilised By the virile, flowing seed Of ideas we all need Passionate, lusting For better, we collide Leave parts of us inside. Fingers work The climax burst Free-flow or pulsing-versed Moving, merging Minds converging Numbers swelling Lips are welling Members tight We reach the height Of collaboration Ejaculation!
What we create - The opuss family Becomes a growing, Fertile tree. Upward... To freedom and light Enlightenment And what is right Still rooted in earth Earthy and rich And blessed From birth.
Opussex: Breeding The Dream • Opuss № I