Sta.sh
Tell me what you see,
You ask as I lean
Into the center of your thighs
As though it is possible
To find words for such vision
As though the image of ripe persimmon
Held open and red to the sun
Could capture your fullness.
You want to know what I see
And I stand mute before you
Unable to find metaphor
For a life form so deliciously itself.
I see you, I say
And in that I'm saying
I see the cosmos
Traveling red and pink
Within your glistening skin.
I see atoms magnificently cohered
Into your desire.
I see the very bottom of the ocean,
Warm streams of water hidden there.
I see you, and I'm struck dumb.
There are no words in that part of me
Who joins with you there
My tongue flying blindly
Inside your universe.
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