Osmosis

time pulls at my soul
fingers tugging at a frayed thread
unraveling my senses
I am haunted
hunted by the scent of your being
your pulse the rhythm that moves me
the coursing of your blood
the ink in my pen
without you my muse flounders
and I pretend it does not matter
as I shroud my slanderous eyes
truth will always be seen there
I cannot deny...you...
your rightful place in my life...
my impassioned nights
where you drag me across the bed
face up...so I can see your intent
holding me as you boldly spread
exploring my darker...aspects...
turning me from meek...to wild
loosening my inhibitions...and my tongue
reveling in the wanton you incite
studying my response with new insight
bringing me to the brink...
...then retreating...
at a fever pitch and climbing
until you've wrung me out...
and I'm limp...still begging
only then do you plunge...
into the depths of me
eliciting scandalous cries from my otherwise silent nights
as I spasm and I writhe on your throb
spine surging into full arch
we are locked
into a single frenzied moment
suspended from the stars of our galaxy
wobbling in our orbital arc
before gravity returns us to reality
unconcerned about morning
when darkness falls...we will again be drawn
to our Jupiter...our moon...our Saturn...
ringing in ever more dawns
as we have since the beginning
we will continue on

through reddened emotions
burned auburn
the esoterica of our hues imbues upon us
a prescripted fantasia
made tangible in real time
terraformed...moon glazed...hazed
in poetic allegories
using the hovering muse as our mistress
fusing kindred ink into a well
condensed...thickened and dripping
along a hedonistic horizon
snatching you from the brink
aggressively...excessively....intuitively
channeling your changeling
through shaded aspects of our roaming zodiacs
homing in on your spiritual signature
honing a gravitational body
down sacred ravines
caressing nuances of a piqued mountain
owning afterthoughts and salacious undercurrents
rendering you weightless...
humidified...mystified
siphoning dreams through the spill of my quill
seeding..feeding the Fahrenheit of you...
heat seeking..heart pumping
haunting the midnight throb of your wantonness
as you feel the depth of my cosmic gauntlet
thrown down between your legs
earth shattering...scattering emotions
gathering your moonlit dew into
the slanderous brew of our origin story
conjuring moody constellations
between the spreading and spewing of stardust
cognizant that our conjugal reviewing
will always take place somewhere after dark
where luna descends
down her chiseled structure
absorbing jaggedness time and again
all in the name of our covenant