In her quiet voice
she whispered these words
as she lay upon my chest
“Deep beneath the tapestry
of my skin
corneal dreams played by a lyre
silently echo
like hymns of wind
as your tongue strokes
the song of my lost chords
Within our throes of passion
use me to fulfil thy hunger
A fire ablazes my wondrous sea
A great burning rush that
consumes me”
So I fed her my poetry in motion
We danced the dance
that only lovers can
Reaching a majestic finale
Where she sang orgasmic aria
