pan

Folder: 
hunger

Sweet child
Goddess
come sleep
eat
play teach
learn
with me

let me
suckle
at your
breasts and
drink in the warm
full taste of you

to know
the golden ambrosia
taste of ur honey

if luck teaches you
well to learn
my name whisper

it upon the daughters
lips of your
four fathers

to shape the
taste of my gift
and my flute

whistled
as if in
a dream

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the angel of mans world when it began now a devil in disguise.. pan was always my hero.. bugs bunny trickster :)

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