• Just One Perfect Thing
     She Murmured and I was
    Lost or Thought It So

  • The tip of my tongue
    The hollow of your shoulder
    Your jealous rosebuds
  • Slick With Our Dancing
    You Glisten in the Moonlight
    Satisfied Languor

  • Your Silvered Hair Falls
    Around My Face, A Feeling
    Like the Best Aged Wine
  • The Sound of Your Sigh
    Drapes Across My Heart Gently
    As a Fine Silk Scarf

  • After, In Your Arms,
    I Would Rest Like The Good Earth
    After the Harvest
  • Steam Rising Gently
    From Your Teacup, Curls, Floats in
    Pale Winter Sunlight

  • Breath the softest brush
    In sacred secret valleys
    Painting your pleasure