26 June 2009

Beyond Making Love


Could I shape these words
and place them in your mind
I’d be a happy man – I’ve
tried ten thousand times to
penetrate the way of vaginal
collusion, laid suffused in
climactic illusion face to face
with gentleness abed

But privity flew when no delight
of carnal dining on their make
ensued – the light in your eyes
dulled in the wake of waves
turned to dust, to dissipate and
break beyond our making love
© 13 May 2009, I. D. Carswell

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