To Contemplate You Naked

I'd like to contemplate you naked like the moon, your skin opening up in darkness, your pores sweating from intoxication I'd like to see your breasts dance like a narrow sea...

Your hips of perfect curvature your firm buttocks of sweetness I like the perfume you emit cloud where my soul depends your tongue outside; your exaggerated breath



your rose among wet lips...



I'd like to hear you scream my name as it drips away



your sweaty and collapsed body on mine; dreaming thus our destiny.