Daughters of mist
Floating on subtle breezes
Spreading blankets of love and languor
Beside lakes of wine
Sons of clouds
Eating bread of thunder
Smothered with honey of rain, feeding it
To sisters’ lips of white foam
Come atremble inside the sky
Rolling over storm lapped meadows
Lightning flashes
Of daughters’ luscious, foaming, verdant bodies.
Mountainous summer flooding, swollen
streams of
Brothers’ limbs rushing through liquid
gorges
Inside sudden sunlit valleys of
maidens
Arcing into rainbows of children to come.
All these misty, cloudy mountains
Shifting into sun-rayed peace forever
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