Lovers
Oh, but for a space in our time
whence we two could cling, silently -
forfeiting life's measured gains
as we subdue that smoldering within our
cores . . . lest the embers kindle
searing flames which we cannot master
acting upon sheer desire -
mouths, hands: lyrics
created from this reckless,
heated ache -
written with sinuous motion
in a language spoken
within the barest sigh
or the tend'rest stroke
upon on another's body...
k.e.c., 5/95