Carnality

Living is easy with eyes closed Lips on throat tongue wet skin cool With the illusion of lights streaming forth The distance so far none have come back Soon I am at a fence she and I built Defining things I am filled with stained glass scratch paper Writing nothing Slipping on each other's passion I want to pierce her ears with words and hang Diamond poetry from her lobes I watch her fingers shake With silver moonlight lakes would overflow Liquid blaze pumping carefully crafted We pencil ourselves in red One body closing over another My dreams have never lied Vast and boundless- we imitate Her screams giving birth to fireflies Morning after embracing night