Friday, December 10, 2004

This Evening

In this eveningI have learned
From you, your wandering hands
And eyes of tanzanite intensity
From your rough whispers and
Coarse moustach, your gentle wolf-licks
On my neck and on my mouth of wine
On nipples pierced with steel and diamonds
With some drink, sipped, and
With this pipe, smoked, and
With you, into this night
To learn of love and joy