Distant strangers, a cosmos apart,
We crazily crashed, fell and coupled like
Old earth’s young gods last night.
No need for secrets, false modesty or masks.
No need for mercy: asked or given.
We felt the colours released in
The depths of our innocent souls;
Tasted sweet explorations with
Glorious, long pent-up trust and abandon.
Carried each other on and on, then further,
Testing ourselves to the glamour’s-honey limits;
Pushing and pulling one another to stand,
Quivering at the edge of the rainbow abyss.
Then, with complete faith, held
Each other, body and eyes, trembling
Before the please-don’t-stop releases came,
And we slid -eternally joined – down the
Liquid-malachite-pleasure slopes of the
Paradise-peacock’s splendid eye-to-eye tail;
Between the stars and the furious silences:
The endorphin-loaded passages that stretch themselves
Across the boundaries between
Adrenaline and exhaustion,
Need and satisfaction.
- Malachite Lore (enchantedgems.wordpress.com)
- Beatle Juice (bostonpoetry.wordpress.com)