d'you know how i want You woman?

i want You all.


hair tossed about my thighs, in careless uncurling disarray

head resting on my lap, secure to slumber in and out of any worlds.

hands clasped with mine, in easeful basket of caressing fingers

chest slowheaving thoughtlessly, in phase with swirling purling rush of 
  
   smashin surf

hips anchoring hips

legs entwined like braids of sinew, a common flesh feeding itself

lips inside lips; eyes closed to all, seeing for once

   only their common self in mirrorless contemplation.

faces of heads outgrowths of lips, of eyes, empty of any picture, but the 

   procession of universal colors proceeding unimpeded to and from its 

   whereless source.




no thoughts to veil themselves as words, nor words waiting for thoughts to 
  
   ride to any imagined home.