Faucet in Heaven

Rain drips from the faucet in heaven upon the Earth
It drips drop by drop
Onto a body that has been abstained for years
Each drop is a point of ecstasy onto our Mother the Earth
Father Sky being in his old age releases slowly water from faucet in heaven
And Mother Earth opens up her wounds to receive her portion of milk and honey
Drip by drip The Sky sends The Earth into royal duties
And every ray of sun is a passionate kiss or creases from the Father in the Sky to Our Mother the Earth
Mother Earth responds to Father Sky’s affectionate displays with the rumbling of the ground; here the moan of our Mother the Earth towards our Father the Sky
She says, “Go on my love do not stop for time is still of the essence and as long we have each other no time can transpose our love”
And he responds with rain and sunlight to her wishes of being warm and wet with puddles of love
She moans even harder with trembling at her poles that shake the equator with vibrations of love
Father Sky now enyouthed becomes potent like in the days of old when he had many lovers about
Father Sky now opens up the faucet of heaven like a swarm of bees and hornets and strikes the earth with kisses of the thunder and lightning.