mind gives in to insensate demands.
The body moves and, moving, patience caves.
Fevered feeling washes through in waves.
Touch me, and I'll crumble in your hands,
Join completely with your mouth and glans.
Resurrect, reconstruct from shards
The broken beauty of our human hearts.
Take me wildly, gently take me down,
Let my warmth become your ring, your crown.
Let waves of light be guides, and flesh, handholds,
Here where union starts and life unfolds.
TJC 11/29/2001