phoenix

everything was @ stake
she was earth and sky
eye was intoxicated and neither
god nor man could touch me
more than the expressiveness,
the swoon of weakness she causes
the valves of my mind
opening and closing
laying waste 2 all
the emptiness eye feel inside, and
when eye needed her
a night when the dark water
threatened 2 take me over
she
rose from the ashes
this temptress
lovely and soft, we
kissed
her
hands undressed me
zipper
cufflinks
button by button
the salmon of dusk our blanket
my palm, pressed
firm below her navel
she pulled her knees up and
her body blushed
crimson
my splendor
her finish on our
bed of overspilled love

~ by abnegation on April 14, 2009.