I swoon - my head swims just for a moment
Across the silken slickness
Of yesterday's enlivened memories
And in the curve of snarling upper lip
I taste the fragrance of your heat
Begetting moisture in my praise

You weave yourself in nimble strokes
Of your inflaming shuttle on the loom
That makes the tapestry of day to day
With brightened colors, intimate designs
And leave me startled with your sudden presence
So tangible - so weighty - breathless real
The center of my universe