I was afraid
If I lingered any longer
There would be nothing
Left to lick
Your kisses taught
In landscapes knee to neck
Buds bloom
New wood grows
Flowers come again
Wild as bees
Protecting honey
I was afraid
If I lingered any longer
There would be nothing
Left to lick
Your kisses taught
In landscapes knee to neck
Buds bloom
New wood grows
Flowers come again
Wild as bees
Protecting honey

The wake before alarm
the sheets have bath capacity
the air is faintly you
radiating
magnetically pulling
intentionally touching
I think to periscope depth
could this go on
remembering the mission
When air is not breath
and water is not life
men turn into things
fair and foul
courageously perform
or hide
there is a magic
no sigil can spell
no incantation can provoke
no love can consummate.