Languid nights, scenes traced in slow-mo,
Elements of power, revealed unto the night,
Terpsichorean lovers move like parts of a fantastic machine.Temptress, proud, inspects a fur lined collar,
He, down there, awaitng her,
Energy, taut against pure white of rope. And the fulfilment.
Godlike boy with his laughing, angel lover,
Over, under, around and within,
Only flesh and blood and bone and spirit,
Dancing soul with bloodied, grinning soul.
Tiny girl with Beast for a handmaiden,
Itinerant player, standing tall, laughing loud,
Me. I sit and I watch these beauties,
Every one a shining star,
Suffused and immersed in all that we are.
Reaching out now, to touch my sweet Nirvana,
Only finding another's trust,
Life with life and love with loving,
Long may we enjoy such feasts