When Poets Make Love

My dear poet- I am forever grateful to you For allowing my body To be your page Letting your words Ascend on my temple And descend On my feet How long will I thank God For giving me you As our passionate and artistic sessions Gracefully formed poetry in motion Lord knows My body yearned And needed the eloquence Your poetry provided Our poetry combined Gave birth to volcanic verses And flood-like rushes Of the most liberated conversation My poet laureate Thank you for allowing Your art to transcend Into poetic actions Your ability to allow Your love to flow Like a pen on paper Amazes me When poets make love Sacred books Unlock their meanings And the majestic powers of words Fill the universe With marvelous expressions Our collaborated efforts Awakened the most powerful of poets Who long ago fell asleep Happily summoned with the stars To congratulate our poetic bliss When we made love Our poetry was forever Imprinted in the hearts of all poets past, present, and yet to come -Written and dedicated to a very dear poet (R.C.) © Monique McDowell 2008 All rights Reserved