Mistress, my mistress,
how sweetly you slumber
as i drift through the
savanna of your body like
an infatuated vagabond
blade of grass, frayed
from its glorious hill
in a burly autumn wind.

and how leisurely you writhe
as hurriedly i plunge deep
into the core of your anatomy,
to subsist within the visions
of your virtuous dreams,
night after night.

and as the stars gaze into
the flash of your irises
they bind into your sunburned moons
of glisening beauty, and i
liquify into the marrow of your
bones becoming a part of
your grammar,

with every breath, meticulously
intertwining my heart to your
rib cage so i may feel the
heaving that blossoms the
midnight orchids on your pillowcase.
and as the lengthy days roll by
with me and you, hand in hand,
our passion will stretch
far beyond the sluggish clouds
and dance into the ecstatic moon
of our eternity together.

Creator, kissed our love will be.