And we lay together,
I’m strong,
Affable in my silences,
Curled up around me,
Your skin is a gentle
Hymn sung to me,
Your kisses carry like
Birdsong,
Stories budding in
The garden of my mind,
Blossoms named after
You and each as sweet
A bouquet as the last,
Breathe me in,
Draw from me,
The resolution
To surrender and the
Electric anxious tensions
As we compose one another,
The first notes, pooling
In our bodies,
The day begins and I am
Made grateful by the
Gift of myself accepted
And offered,
Surrender to me,
I will be brutal with
Passion until
We are both
Concluded with crescendos
Hard and deep,
Revelation,
In a blanket fort temple.
MB Blissett 