For You

for you, I'd go through one hundred thirty six realms of hell my eyes burning with poems, place the red leaf of it in your hands, I would breathe into your mouth your Venus on a half-shell, newly emerged from your vision of her solitary confinement.... her brilliant hair flowing around your ankles the pleasure of your love plucked from Aegean Seas and etched into the pale blue brocade of sky between your need and your holy desire her star falling into your body her light shining her smile, safe now.