call
her
muse
an
inspiration
never captured
nor sucked dry
becoming bore
or wife
but
live as fire
sweet, mist
cool
garden dark
to be
touched
first discovered
revered, admired
licked, turned and
folded
open to fingers
questing
mouth seduced
held firm
let fall, hands in
clay hair
wise eyes
palms
touch
and
langourous
breaths
merge
she is reunion
silk body
born as
Venus
for
precious
few
few
then
fade
© maria alva 2000
