Your voice is music
I can drink it, taste it like sweet sugar cream.
Your body is mother to the starlight
the ocean in your navel reflects the night sky
your tiny uterus, the matrix of princes.
I could rest my head on your lips,
soft as pillow down.
My secret love for you...
i confess three times
yet it is hidden in plain sight
by my joking
My bluff hides my burning heart
My eyes are laughing
My mouth is open, waiting.