Come for me my prince / ss
Place… your hand --- make me
Glow shades of rose and vermillion
Candied cover - black shell over
Heavenly slippered skin --- no... it can’t wait
I can’t even begin --- to tell you
Heaven is here and now
Let me flow / glow like a lit worm
In the lure and wet of your chin
My poet --- my Tunisian
Ma raison d'être
Knowing what drops of water can do
I don’t have any idea - the drive
Behind me, behind this ---
Am I in front or in back???
There is nothing to grow in here
But tongue and fingers. Will I be
Complacent / & not fight / I can do
This --- ancient galactic matter implodes
And a black hole opens --- I / it will consume you
It will forever be a beacon of fleshlipstongue sucking / touching
My flesh. Be it red, vermillion, peach, maroon.
This will be the first taste of me, for you.