you melt into me, vanilla ice-cream dripping onto my skin:
gentle yet urgent.
lips press like petals on ripe buds and I
b l o o m
the heat of summer swells in our bodies,
the oldest magick we know is stirring,
humming vibrations in our chests and throats.
then, there is nothing at all but the chaos fizzing in our eyes,
the merging bodies are pale ghosts compared with our entwining spirits;
pale jellyfish tendrils, nematocysts charging - charging - almost - !
(and we are these tangling threads, now)
I’m lost here, where there is no beginning or ending,
where nothing is permanent yet nothing is fleeting.
sand-gold time burns away like dying suns,
screaming out with ecstasy.
those humming vibrations, that beautiful magick bursts free
and I feel it all, everything, all at once:
I am serenity, I am peace,
I am yours.