You Oblige like Water

I have dove into you
Right out of heart-break
You say it hurts but that

The pleasure is more than the pain
You are my purple fantasy
In real color, my vibrant life

Passing before me like brush-strokes
Of unconditional thirst
My mouth smiles each night

I have dove into you
Your tongue on my ear
I become tuned from the inside

We tumble together as if under-water
My fingertips brush against your
Whimpering skin of fresh surrender

We warp our limbs around each other
So tightly it makes the world right
Just for a lucid moment of dream

I have dove into you
With stellar whispers of forever.

Photography Credits: http://browse.deviantart.com/art/Relax-Under-Water-By-Fly10-d675l4u-376226152

The You of a Secret Kiss, Like Stolen Bread

Someone said they had a word
For music of feeling, for longing
Sparse as the stripped light of youth

You are my bamboo grove
On a late afternoon, where I feel nothing
You are as a mouth struck opal

A divine surrender to infinity
Someone said they had a word
For longing, pure and simple

From the gulfs of crazy waves in rain
There is such stillness and movement
In my being, when I think of you

I believe your moist hands are
Like some indefinable South, some symbolic
Fragrance I cannot quite remember

Tangerine moisture and liquorish lush flavor
Some sensual spirituality for which
Invades my obscurity, like life to the artist

Like femininity to the protesting solitude
Of a monk, scholar, orator of surrealism
Someone said they had a word

For the breathless state of strange desire
Before sweetness, before thorns, before union.