sex

Haven't you wanted to write poetry about the sounds you hear

the tilting radio waves that spark an imagination of the blue light

those green quaky lines behind the curtains of silk

your body glows with an iridescent neon heat

hands that slide down your silken thighs.

beauty that pulls your head closer 

our lips enclosing one another

slowly 

slowly 

caress my body into a different dimension.

hold my hand as I wrap the other around you.

I am in love with those heated rooms where our skin glows

cigar smoke that brings my lungs to breathe heavier

our bodies are closer than usual

the world ending and our love beginning.

I am entwined around you.

How do you explain something so beautiful,

as if I'm floating at sea in a dress and the moon shines above

it is the peace in which you hold me and kiss my neck

the softness.

the slowness

I am so in love

I pull the red covers over our eyes

we lose sight and bring ourselves into a different scene.

Rock me slowly as you mutter words into my ear.

Love bound us by the infinate time of eternity.

I am lost in you.

You are lost within me.

Lets leave it at that

because I never want what is going on to end.

-art