Spiral

Dedicated to my Animus.

(Previously published in Alchemica Erotica’s first and only issue R.I.P.)
nuzzle your way into my
consciousness

i exhale
your presence when leaves fall
upon my face
twigs entwined with
hair as we gape
at branches laced
together directly above
upraised faces.

back and forth
left and right
the wind will
shake me and dawn will break
upon my spine as i worship
your strong

…

no words just interlocking
thoughts like interlaced
undersides of treetops
- vaulted ceiling to witness
palimpsests of thought
so wickedly allusive!

….

air will i breathe as
thighs fall apart and
knees splay in wonder

alone in this verge of eternity
with your breath
almost on my nape.

I savour your feigned
innocence spiced
with thickest carnality
only to reach
- this moment beyond you!

must
…
acknowledge this
power within the spiral
of my soul

…
with the only prayer
i know.