Thursday, June 4, 2015

drink deep (II)

drink deep
womanhood becomes you
and you become it well
if only you drink deep
of the cup your lover offers

the table is set
the smooth iron white of cloth
candlelight murmurs in silver

and beyond some close door
bed waits
the sheets as flawless
as your skin 

rich eternities of burgundy
moans, roses

for love, drink deep

did poison mix with wine like water?
your place is not to ask
only to drink deep