UNCHASTE MUSE

I love you, and I say amen
it's like tasting the salt and feeling the rain
a blend that blurs the kink in the chain
they say two is sane, but for your one I choose insane.


The sun slips into the blue at sunset
and our lips lock in fierce protest
for denials destined for the gallows upstair
and a tearless and moanful burial, under sheets full of upset.

Beautiful wild takes form anywhere
a free spirit of the free knows no fear
wandering hands rests on her bossom and eyes are shut like a seer
tender digits find my joy and my mouth opens in alleluia.



to be continued...........