lust

I tremble in my desire. You
penetrate my inner room. I
gasp as your head
touches the cradle of love,
and strikes the chord that is
the end beginning of my
being in the world.

You hold
my life in your arms, tasting
my nakedness carefully
at the edge of Paradise,
you sink into
the warmth of the rut.
We make love. Nakedly
and relentlessly, safely
anchored in our hot, moist
bodies.
You shine in the lamp’s shattered light,
falling over your glowing body.

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