ooooohhhh
his bo-dy
speeaks to me
i see
him glistening
sweet
like dew from peaches
muscadines
tangarines
clemetines
honeydew
maple
cinnamon
cinn o mine
making time
to lay and sit
forsaken kisses
with abundance of mouth drips
and hips salsa dancing their
way into grand fields of delusional
bliss
bless
i say bless this bed of whic upon
our two bodies lie
tangled-meshed-mashed
together like no one else can
or would
to assume that can they can sway like we
here
there
sup the life from loin to loin
and join in chorus grand only enough
for mortal man to sing
and song damned and blessed at the same time
much like that of the drink of the wine
merlot
we peak
we peak
and release outward like peace
stretching out forth and touch father sun
while kissing mother moon
and tickling each star
waving over the cosmos
only to return to the bed here in which we lie
an alter worshiped
adored
by us
alone