the pool of my wanting

eons have i risen and fallen
as cloud and rain
ignited by the flames of
your mother’s solar lust

a tropical sea in heat
in whorled frenzied tumult
have i risen

a lashing salt-wind  mountain
have i risen

a booming gale of light and rain
have i risen

swallowing continents
in my hungry whirl

today the pool of my wanting
is serene, daughter of the stars

i am lifted invisibly to the sky
at your approach

and reflect the shimmering light
of our story into
your deep space eyes
 

you enter me whole and
while your fire born form
can not drink of my offering
i envelope your skin
condense your senses
as you go down
closing your eyes
and under
into my quiet
liquid embrace