he licks a luscious peach
on our languid moon bed
drunk on sweet juice
my cool goddess tongue
honeys his skin deliriously
chants dark forest
in gorgeous white mist
and a chocolate gown
my water fingers
manipulate language
rain delicate gifts
lather lust pant
smooth music milked in moans
arms legs lips frantic fiddles
mad lakes of aching song
spray bare pink garden
shine light with winter worship

two ships rocking in liquid

shadows